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[Justin, unaffected by the cold induced by sitting near the fountain that the City had seen fit to drop him into during winter, finally tires of waiting for what he’s convinced what must be a trick of the mind to dissipate and resolve itself into the nothingness of death. For a lack of any other distractions, he fumbles with the device he had found in his pocket earlier.
He doesn’t fully understand why he would bother hallucinating what resembles a camcorder. The brain is truly a strange and unfathomable thing.]
Am I dead yet?
[It’s a ridiculous question. He still exists enough to imagine things; the answer is clearly no.]
If not--if not, I hope this doesn't last long.
He doesn’t fully understand why he would bother hallucinating what resembles a camcorder. The brain is truly a strange and unfathomable thing.]
Am I dead yet?
[It’s a ridiculous question. He still exists enough to imagine things; the answer is clearly no.]
If not--if not, I hope this doesn't last long.
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I was in it. It's fine. I found someone who knows me.
[as an afterthought] Thank you, though.
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Do you remember anything?
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No.
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When I arrived there were a few people who knew me already too. It can be a little odd.
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[He hopes he didn't sound like a complete idiot previously.]
What did you do? To cope?
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Well... My brother arrived the day after I did. That made everything easier for me. For those who knew me I just tried to get to know them in return. It was nice not being quite so alone at least.
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[He avoids looking directly at the device since there's a girl on it, she's smiling, and those are not easy things to cope with. And she has pink hair. Why is her hair pink?]
Did you ever start remembering the people who knew you?
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Ah, I didn't, no. But some people do. It might just be foggy at first or completely gone for a few days and then it returns little by little. It's possible you'll start to remember.
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Thank you. I don't want to stay here, but if--if there's not a way out and it's real, I'm missing two years. I'd hoped it was possible to remember.
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They are. I don't understand why everyone here is helpful, but--thank you. Euphie.
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Do you have any questions or anything I might help you with?
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Is it true that it's impossible to die here?
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You can die, but you can't stay dead. [Spending about six months as city!dead makes this easier to talk about.] If you die here or if you were dead before arriving you are usually a little different than you'd be otherwise. You don't have a heartbeat anymore and you don't need to eat or breathe though you can still do both if you want to. You're skin is colder, but you can still be injured and can still heal. I've been told you don't age, but I'm not sure about that. [Since it's hard to see six months of aging.]
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That's... helpful, even if it robs death of most of its significance.
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I suppose you could look at it that way, yes.
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I suppose it is. The price of a life must be high.
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Sorry. It's a... a personal topic, I imagine.
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