[the voice picked up by the journal is quiet, drone-like--sleepy:]
Where... [The first thing Machi notices is how there's a distinct sense of "nothing" where before she slept in the sea of waste that was her apartment. This isn't right.]
This place. It's a dream? I- couldn't have...
'Irresponsible' - she'd say. She'd call to say, and I'd know.
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This is not a dream.
Welcome to Paradisa.
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A voice?
Para... disa...?
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There?
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Can you see this?
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Yes.
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Now, what questions do you have? I will try my utmost to answer them.
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Why am I here?
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