[The week had passed with a certain degree of... something surreal, fake, imaginary. Edward can remember the white room, the gate, but most of all, the emptiness of it all. No Truth, no second gate, no Al. He'd been completely alone. And even his own body had felt as fake as the seemingly endless room; it was detached, uncomfortable. As if- as if
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How sad.
[Then the transmutation comes and Paprika is shocked and horrified by the sight she sees. It was nothing like she saw before. Even worse, looking at it...it felt real. Too real.]
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Is it still a dream? Maybe he should...]
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Why are you here?
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Is there some other place I should be?
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How am I supposed to know? I just don't think you should be here. Unless you want to be.
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[Nothing but the monsters in the dark. He shudders, suddenly, feeling a brush of something furry against the back of his leg. Don't look down, don't look down, don't look down, it isn't her.]
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Then you should go.
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If you know a way out of this...
[Since when were hallucinations so helpful?]
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I know a way out. I can't take you that way though. But, you know a way out too that only you can take.
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[The darkness goes away when it goes. That's just... how it is. Normally he'd make himself an exit, but with no material to transmute, that's not an option.]
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All in all, this is really, really weird.] Do you?
[Why is she here, if he's never met her before? This isn't a memory.]
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I don't. I just wandered in and found you.
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