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Dr. Ito: [...] You're the new Director, then? Good. Aksamit lost his mind ages ago. Best to get him out of here. Best for everyone. What is it I can do for you?

Dr. Andrews: Y-You say Aksamit lost his mind? So it's not true, then? What he said?

Dr. Ito: Of course not, don't be stupid. Man jumped to conclusions — it's idiotic to think we don't exist. The fact you can even consider the notion proves that. You shouldn't have delayed in coming to see me. I imagine that theory's had time to marinate.

Dr. Andrews: I apologize, yes, but… I had to think about it for some time. To — to consider the implications, I suppose.

Dr. Ito: Waste of your time. Don't dwell on that kind of paranoia.

Dr. Andrews: I have to admit, though — the proof Aksamit cited, I — I don't know how to refute that. I checked, and we don't even store amnestics at Site-97.

(Dr. Ito nods.)

Dr. Ito: Understandable. It gave me pause, too, at the time at least — but I have my own hypothesis, infinitely more likely.

Dr. Andrews: And what's that?

Dr. Ito: I won't deny our situation here is unusual — however, I find it more likely that we've somehow been removed from the real world and our memories tampered with than some notion that we're — what? Illusions? Delusions? Preposterous.

(Pause.)

Dr. Andrews: (quietly) Is that… something you can prove?

Dr. Ito: Of course not. But it's self-evident. I think, therefore I am. You understand?

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