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I began asking the next questions to her.

Didn't you call him? Didn't you startle him?

She was a good liar, a better actress. They never knew it was her. As she nodded or shook her head. Everything was going smoothly. Of course I knew the answers, I was there with her. They didn't know though. They didn't have to know.

And you didn't bother to try?

Didn't she? Didn't she dare a new word? Hasn't she tries to call the world before? He was there too. He knew what she'd done he just didn't care. Why would he? 

That wasn't what I asked, did you try?

She's an amazing actress. I don't know what I'd do without her. Everyone is so gullible, we just have to continue this act until the end of this mess. I didn't think it'd take so long though. She sighs and answers the questions that come at her with grace, of couser she answers with grace, it's her. It's always her.

So you didn't, then? So then what did you do?

Just a bit longer and we'll get out of this with flying colors. She's almost got this in the bag. We're going to win. It'll be perfect, it'll be fun. I ask again, I ask some more. I become a new form of question in myself at the dark waves of the moment.

That is correct, did you bother then?

I know what I'm doing, we ask more. We continue. She'll get through this and we can be okay. We will, right? I can't be bothered with details, I do know that I need these questions to be just so and so then that she can never quiet get them.

So you've become someone then? You were there, right?

She was. But she wasn't until she says she was. And that's the trick to it all. I thrive at this, we will get this and it will be very fun. The times spent rehearsing the moments, the thoughts, the trying. Just a minute more before..

"Wait... where am I?" 
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