[ She gives him a verbal countdown—three, two, one—because she's a nice, kind AI. ]
[ And she was right, it does feel weird; it starts as a tingle, faint pins and needles, before the vertigo hits. He feels, oddly, bizarrely, like he's in two places at once, like his very memories are being combed through and settled neatly back into place. ]
Fifty ... fifty three, fifty six ... seventy five ...
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[ And she was right, it does feel weird; it starts as a tingle, faint pins and needles, before the vertigo hits. He feels, oddly, bizarrely, like he's in two places at once, like his very memories are being combed through and settled neatly back into place. ]
Fifty ... fifty three, fifty six ... seventy five ...