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Sounds are back. Sights are back. Smells are back. I’m aware of my body—every toe and every tooth—and aware of my body breathing.
It’s amazing how much sensory data our mind absorbs on a second-by-second basis. It’s usually ignored, but right now, I’m aware of it all.
All these senses are glorious.
The relief I feel is overwhelming.
But I have to recover quickly. Things are in motion that I can’t miss.
I quickly take stock of my situation. I’m back in the conference hall. I’m standing near Row 25, surrounded by scientists who were attacking me just a moment ago (from their perspective). But they’ve stopped attacking me. They’re just looking around, confused.
Looks like I bypassed Level 1, aka the regular Quiet. Otherwise, I’d be in the alcove with a knife in my chest. So Mimir’s
