Win-Lose
I don't know. Did Portia win, or did Treville? I can't tell what's real, and what's Almost real. Come on, focus... Alright, I'll focus on the stuff I KNOW happens no matter what. I KNOW that Dorothy has a party with all her friends to celebrate the election, and they all discuss what comes next. And I KNOW that after the party... oh wait. No, there is no scene after the party. Or is there? I can't... I don't know what's happening. Everything feels wrong.
The lights have all gone out. Sometimes I hear things moving outside the office. Sometimes I remember seeing a Descriptor Corp news report about escapees from Descriptor Jail, other times I forget about it, like it never happened.
It's getting so cold in here. And everything is feeling unreal. The office. My memories. Myself. I don't know what happened.
Wait. What are you doing here? I--
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