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"You shot him."
"That's right."
"And you trew fire at him."
"Yes, I did."
Stephanie's legs felt weak and her head light.
"Mr Pleasant, you're a skeleton."
"Ah, yes, back to the crux of the matter. Yes, I am, as you say, a skeleton. I have been one for a few years now."
"Am I going mad?"
"I hope not."
"So you're real? You actually exist?"
"Presumably."
"You mean you're not sure if you extist or not?"
"I'm fairly certain. I mean, I could be wrong. I could be some ghastly hallucination, a figment of my imagination."
"You might be a figment of your own imagination?"
"Stranger things have happened. And do, with alarming regularity."
"This is too weird."
"That's right."
"And you trew fire at him."
"Yes, I did."
Stephanie's legs felt weak and her head light.
"Mr Pleasant, you're a skeleton."
"Ah, yes, back to the crux of the matter. Yes, I am, as you say, a skeleton. I have been one for a few years now."
"Am I going mad?"
"I hope not."
"So you're real? You actually exist?"
"Presumably."
"You mean you're not sure if you extist or not?"
"I'm fairly certain. I mean, I could be wrong. I could be some ghastly hallucination, a figment of my imagination."
"You might be a figment of your own imagination?"
"Stranger things have happened. And do, with alarming regularity."
"This is too weird."
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