A room, and a suitcase, and a hotel, and he feels like shit and probably looks it, and this isn't even the weirdest or worst thing to happen to him but Sam is just not equipped to deal with this right now.
"So you're saying this is, it's common?" The way she's talking, it certainly sounds like it.
The gentle haptic pressure around his hand is somewhat anchoring, almost normalizing, helping him cleave through the fog of surrealism that's blanketed this whole, disastrous scenario. At least he can dismiss fever dreams right off the bat. Those tend to be way less incomprehensible, and Sam can't believe he actually has established a metric for that.
"Do you, uh, you know who put us here?" he asks, sharpening up slightly. "Any idea at all? Or if there's an exit, or anything?"
He kind of doubts there's an easy answer to either count. That would just be too simple.
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A room, and a suitcase, and a hotel, and he feels like shit and probably looks it, and this isn't even the weirdest or worst thing to happen to him but Sam is just not equipped to deal with this right now.
"So you're saying this is, it's common?" The way she's talking, it certainly sounds like it.
The gentle haptic pressure around his hand is somewhat anchoring, almost normalizing, helping him cleave through the fog of surrealism that's blanketed this whole, disastrous scenario. At least he can dismiss fever dreams right off the bat. Those tend to be way less incomprehensible, and Sam can't believe he actually has established a metric for that.
"Do you, uh, you know who put us here?" he asks, sharpening up slightly. "Any idea at all? Or if there's an exit, or anything?"
He kind of doubts there's an easy answer to either count. That would just be too simple.