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[Viktoria awoke this morning with the distinct feeling that something was off, a feeling that grew when she stepped outside and saw that the sprouts of her bulbs in the front yard were much taller than she remembered. A quick glance at the newspaper lying in the grass confirmed her suspicions: quite a lot of time had passed that she could not account for. She had an inkling of what she had been up too, though. Time to get caught up. To the telephone!]
I apologize if I was a nuisance during my time among the mindless.
The wasting of a handful of days is usually of no concern for one such as myself, but when I cannot recall anything I did in those days, it leaves me curious. Perhaps someone would be so kind as to explain what I may have missed, if anything, in the last few weeks?
[In layman's terms: Dirt. Spill it. Now.]
I apologize if I was a nuisance during my time among the mindless.
The wasting of a handful of days is usually of no concern for one such as myself, but when I cannot recall anything I did in those days, it leaves me curious. Perhaps someone would be so kind as to explain what I may have missed, if anything, in the last few weeks?
[In layman's terms: Dirt. Spill it. Now.]
