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Chapter 4 - Chapter 3

"NO! NO! NO!"

"THAT CAN'T BE POSSIBLE"

"STOP JOKING AROUND"

"DON'T JUST SPEAK UP ANY OF YOUR NONSENSE."

"LET ME NOW CALL MY LAWYERS AND LET THEM SUE YOUR A**SES OFF"

"WHO DO EVEN THINK YOU ARE TO BE MAKING THOSE JOKES WITH ME, TELL ME YOUR NAME AND SEE HOW I RUIN YOUR LIFE"

"Wow, he's truly angry that one." I mentioned, while fiddling with my nonexistent beard. I guess I picked up some bad habits.

I strained my ear once again on the door to listen to what was happening in the room across. To be honest, that's how I felt too for a second. For some reason, I am calm and collected compared to my colleague in the room on the other side.

Maybe this is what they call "letting go". As I turned back my attention to back to the gentleman infront of me, he opens his mouth for some exposition. Actually I don't need to understand what's happening there as I have my own truths to face.

"I guess some people don't take it too well knowing they have lost their entire lives in an instant. Some outright don't believe it and try to get physical, while others fall into despair and plead for some sort of salvation. I guess he's the former."

But one thing still perplexes me. From his bearings and quick decision to mention his lawyers rather than police or security, it's presumed he must have had a high standing in the society. So why would he freak out over some simple words if he didn't believe them?

As if reading my mind, he responded,"You guys are basically an amalgamation of emotions. You lost your physical bodies that control your emotions to protect your bodies, but now you're free from that."

"I don't think that's a good thing. A possibly great person like him has been reduced to nothing but a mountain of despair and chaos".

After saying that, he looked at me and grinned wickedly."Everyone here, excluding the staff, have no physical restrains. That includes all emotions and thoughts. Don't ask me for the specifics, it just works that way.

But there's one thing I'm curious about. You're not that smart, are you?"

Now I'm offended.

"You tend to think a lot. Maybe too much before you speak, one might guess you're an introvert. Except you haven't realized from my hint that nothing is hidden here "

I felt my heart stop for a minute. Wait a second, do you mean?

"Yes, I do. You've been thinking out loud this whole time."

...Can I fit my head through that window and stay there?!