Well I'm not certain, but most people have nightmares about things they're afraid of, right? And I would think that people would fear death more commonly than anything like... spiders or falling.

[She swallows again and sits down on a nearby ottoman, her fingers brushing over the welts on her neck caused by her own fingernails.] I was decapitated. With a cord that the two of you pulled together.

Comstock... he was there, and he accused me of leading Booker to his death. And that was my punishment--to be executed.