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Please be the real thing, I prayed, to no one in particular

Only one of us can be real, replied the quiet voice ofthat I’d ale dies, she e cohtforward

I crazy just because the thing that ically undone If the human mind worked like that, we’d be a e looked up at"You okay?"

For a horrible moment, I didn’t knohich of theie stepped out of the elevator lobby, eyes wide She was back in her nor patchwork skirt, and her hair was braided into a seaze never e’s face

"Shaun?" she said, when she was close enough to be heard without raising her voice "What is this?"

"That’s a complicated question," I said honestly The airlock door slid open behindinto a flanking position, Mahir to e

Maggie stiffened "She sounds like--"

"That’s because she is," I said

"Maybe," said Mahir

"Probably not," said Becks

"We should go upstairs," said Maggie, eyes still locked on George’s face "This sounds like the sort of thing that shouldn’t be talked about in the lobby"

"That’s probably a good idea," I agreed