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[ The Forge on the nightstand offers view to an Alfons sitting cross-legged on the bed, elbow on his knee and head in his hand. ]
I was initially disinclined to believe that I'd really ended up here. I thought I was caught in some fever dream, or -- [ An elevation of the eyebrows, preemptive surprise at the sound of his own words -- ] -- or that I'd died and found myself in a kind of afterlife.
Ridiculous as it sounds, there's a part of me that keeps insisting the latter, but -- [ He uncradles his chin, absentmindedly presses a palm to his chest, ] -- something tells me that I'm still alive... wherever I am.
Do most people end up here this way? Without recollection of how they came?
I was initially disinclined to believe that I'd really ended up here. I thought I was caught in some fever dream, or -- [ An elevation of the eyebrows, preemptive surprise at the sound of his own words -- ] -- or that I'd died and found myself in a kind of afterlife.
Ridiculous as it sounds, there's a part of me that keeps insisting the latter, but -- [ He uncradles his chin, absentmindedly presses a palm to his chest, ] -- something tells me that I'm still alive... wherever I am.
Do most people end up here this way? Without recollection of how they came?