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hunch-ofjustice.livejournal.com[The feed cuts it on L pacing. Godiva is pacing beside him, looking almost as unkempt as her human. L is mumbling to himself as he shuffles along the same stretch of floor, more worked up than usual.]
.... If the Alethiometer can measure the truth but nothing here is reality, truth and fiction combine and what can ever be real? We cannot be alive, according to that hypothesis. We must be... Dead. Death? What is this? I've found a problem that cannot be solved. The pieces... do not fit. If Kira is dead why isn't he here as well... Is this not Hell? Or a purgatory? Born from comas... Comas...
I do not believe in this. I do not...
[He stops and looks up, startled. Goes to the window. Looks out.]
Church bells...
[He turns again, as if answering to his name, back toward the empty room, eyes as wide as they can possibly go. He looks... scared?]
Show yourself!
.... If the Alethiometer can measure the truth but nothing here is reality, truth and fiction combine and what can ever be real? We cannot be alive, according to that hypothesis. We must be... Dead. Death? What is this? I've found a problem that cannot be solved. The pieces... do not fit. If Kira is dead why isn't he here as well... Is this not Hell? Or a purgatory? Born from comas... Comas...
I do not believe in this. I do not...
[He stops and looks up, startled. Goes to the window. Looks out.]
Church bells...
[He turns again, as if answering to his name, back toward the empty room, eyes as wide as they can possibly go. He looks... scared?]
Show yourself!
