Huh? No— so that was first...? I guess I wasn't paying enough attention because I don't look all that different... so far, anyway. Not putting anything past what's in those fucking things. Do you look that different in your visions from now?
Not exactly. I guess it could be something else impersonating the me from the visions? But it knows what's in them, at the very least and talks like the experiences are theirs.
I mean, it's a little hostile, but so far I can't say it's done much else other than taunt and talk about comparisons of things between us that have been in the visions.
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What? No.
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...Did you know about our fucking reflections starting to look like our other self?
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So, I looked at another vision yesterday. Ever since, it's like that person now has an actual voice inside of my head outside of watching it.
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So—you're absolutely fucking sure this voice is from the vision and not some other hell ship fuckery. And that the voice is vision-you.
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...I mean, aside from the "special" we all are that got us stuck on this fucking boat in the first place.
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