Epilogue (part 1)

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"Does it make it any less real?"

Repeating those words, I had to force myself to not pounce on the man. Just the picture of wrapping my fingers against his throat and tightening them brought me a bit of relief from the fury that his mischievous smile caused.

"Now, you need to make a choice. Would you prefer to go back to your real life, in this world? Even with all the money that you earned by taking part in the project, at some point, you will have to go back to work. Be it for earning your keep, or just to save yourself from going insane with all the thoughts that will keep plaguing your mind."

I can't say that I felt it. I can't say that I noticed it, smelled it or anything else that would require me possessing a tangible proof of my words. But when I hear Bart saying this last sentence, I somehow knew that he wasn't speaking like some kind of psychiatrist.