001 - The Barge Just Sank From EMO.

[bythe_books]

I wake up, and I'm still here. Same flat, same year: 1973-- only now the telly won't work. No more contact with the real world, just this journal. But I'm not dead, the OD didn't do it-- they must've brought me out. The coma within the coma, gone.

But they couldn't wake me completely. Oh God, please. I just want to wake up. I want to go home

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[dreaming_dex]

Hello there.

... everything okay? Do you know where you are?

[bythe_books]

I'm in my flat; I'm trapped in this--

Wait. I'm talking to a book.

You can see this?

This is going to sound completely mad, but what year is it?

[dreaming_dex]

From what I can tell, some of us here have computers and some of us have... magic books? why didn't I question that until just now?

Yes, I can see it just fine. You're not insane, though as far as I know

... what is the last thing you remember?

[bythe_books]

Wait. This isn't my flat. It looks like my flat, but when I step outside...

Where am I?!

[Paaaauuuuuuse]

Computers? As in PCs, laptops-- real computers, yeah?

Oh. Sorry. The doctors, they--

I was? am was in a coma.

[rayney_day]

What are you? Schizophrenic, now?

Yeah, whatever.

[bythe_books]

I don't need something from my head telling me I'm mad now. I don't even want to know what part of my subconscious you're from

[rayney_day]

Guy, don't think you can get around me, just 'cause you got a second journal.

[bythe_books]

I don't--

I'm not trying--

Who are you?

LAWL playing with myself

[soundof_drums]

Gorgeous.

D:

[bythe_books]

[rayney_day]

See, now that's just fucking creepy, OK?

Christ...

[bythe_books]

You must be the part of my subconscious that states the obvious.

[bythe_books]

You're just words in a book.

[soundof_drums]

Nonono. I'm just his id.

Having not met the master in person, Dr Horrible has no problem with Sam.

[my_freeze_ray]

Hey, it's all right! You're not mad!

...Or, well, maybe you are, I hadn't considered that all of this might be a manifestation of my subconscious after some kind of severe emotional break...

Well, you're not madder than anyone else on here at least. Trust me, I've met some of them, you couldn't possibly be madder.

YAY!

[bythe_books]

My flat's floating in-- in space, and I'm corresponding with a magic book-- clearly, I'm mad or the hallucination's cracking up.

[my_freeze_ray]

Well, technically I think your flat's floating outside of the space time continuum, considering the variety of time frames and places we seem to be coming from...

Anyway, the thing is, you still aren't necessarily mad, there are several possibilities that I can see, either you are mad and none of the rest of us exist, you aren't mad but you're suffering some kind of hallucination induced by an outside force, the rest of us still don't exist, this is some kind of mass shared Hallucination that we're all suffering together, the rest of us do exist, or, you've actually been picked up by some kind of (for lack of a better word) celestial force and dumped on a trans-dimensional prison ship.

...It could happen...

...maybe...

[bythe_books]

...

Right. Trans-dimensional prison ship. My mind's decided to toss me into Star Trek this time.