CHAPTER 6
On the way back to the hotel, I reflected on how well I adapted to my new situation. I took pride that I was still thinking rationally and had not entirely fallen apart despite everything that had happened.
Some of it was pure denial. The entire situation was still too surreal. It had to be a bizarre dream. Here I was, helpless, scared, angry. Yet I was also fascinated, and that fascination, along with a strong sense of purpose, helped keep me from going crazy.
Though, a part of me wondered whether this was not the first time it had happened to whatever it is I am now. Try as I might, though, I could not recall any memories before my recent past life.
There will be plenty of time, perhaps an eternity, for me to reflect on such matters. Right now, I must focus on what’s happen
