"So," he said as two of the nurses drew a sheet over his remains and the others left the room to console Wanda, "That's it. I go through the rest of timeless time, on a new, higher plane of existence, and as I float godlike among the insubstantial void, all I'll ever be thinking is, Who the fuck was Cary?"
"Stories are hope. They take you out of
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