I think we died and woke up on this campus. I Have we been resurrected in some ghastly experiment? Are we in some AI simulation? It’s, like, Hell. Or Purgatory …
We’re in a false timeline. Under Satan’s rule.
We’re enclosed. Trapped. It’s a big trap, but a trap nonetheless. I feel a kind of … claustrophobia. Which is indistinguishable from agoraphobia. The vastness of the campus is an enclosed vastness. The infinite size is a finite size, is contained within limits. This isn’t our place. It’s alien.
There is no other world, not even this one: who was it that said that?
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