I didn’t really care to interact with the others who had been in the manor. They’re not real anyways, and if I started talking to them I might forget that. Then I’d lose track of the only thing that mattered. In the end, it was ultimately getting home. I didn’t need to worry about the steps taken along the way.
“Yet you got us trapped here.”
“I’m still a man of my word.”
Woman, now
“You’re not helping.”
I didn’t want to get close to anyone else, so such conversations with my other half had become commonplace. My phone died a long time ago which would leave X as my only companionship over these two years. If anyone still visited the manor they’d probably think I was crazy as I wander the halls aimlessly talking to myself.
“Think I could do the time dimension thing yet?”
you’ve been trying for a year and a half, and besides. There wouldn’t be anyone there either.
“Yeah. But the monsters would be a change of pace. I mean I can’t really practice with you anyways.”
no. To anyone else you’d look like a lunatic
“I mean you’re not wrong, but at least we know we’re not crazy.”
isn’t that what a crazy person would say?
“No. We’re not doing that. I am NOT getting greenlit Gaslit Gaslit by my own split personality.”
I’m every bit as much of a person as you are. You’ve been in charge the last two days, isn’t it about time I had a turn?
“Yeah yeah, you’re right. Not like there’s any harm at this point.”
in a blink I’ve leapt back to a few seconds ago, a little jolt to help us switch. “X” brushes some stray hairs out of their face with a sigh.
It was only a few more minutes talking like this when something finally changed. I almost thought I finally got the time dimension thing to work, only to find out it’s Ayano. Still, Berger’s can’t be choosers.
“Took you long enough.”
the other days with a sigh. Though their tone was rough and unwelcoming, anything resembling a chance was still good in their eyes. So they swiftly accept Ayano’s hand to step through the door.
“Lets get on with it then. Any chance is better than nothing.”