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There was barely any mess to speak of. The room is functionally unchanged.
A hideous waste of my time.
Odd that HOLOCENE was fixated on a non-existent mess when really, the only thing out of order is that single sheet of paper.
What paper?
The one lying on the floor over there.
How'd I miss that?
You must have cleaned around it. The mind filters, after all. Yours especially so.
Maybe you didn't want to see it.
Might be worth taking a look. Technically, it counts as 'mess'.
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A spontaneous inter-matter manifestation. (Squint.)
This kind of thinking may be why Melita told you to stay away from HOLOCENE.
Did he drop that when I wasn't looking?
Your former double has busied himself with a loose piece of thread on his dressing gown sleeve.
If he did, he moved fast.
It was pleasantly calming though.
I don't think M.I.H.O. is for me ho.