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K: "Tell me something... are you a good person?"

P: "Don't ask me to answer that."
P: "Not that kind of question..."

His words were a mutter.
His voice had been wrapped up inside of something from which there was no escape.
K took a step away after rising delicately to her feet.
P rolled onto his back and stared up through the empty glass of the muted lamp.
From here he could see the stars and the clouds and that fading moon.

P: "I'm dying, aren't I? Are you here to kill me?"
K: "That's not my job."
P: "Can I survive this all somehow?"
K: "I won't tell you that."
P: "... Do I even deserve to live...?"
K: "She is dead if you were wondering."

P had been afraid to ask, but that was because he already knew the answer.
Before he had opened the door of his car he had seen the woman in the wreckage of the other vehicle.
That is the sight that had provoked the violent reaction with his gut.
That's why P was covered in his own vomit, after all.
It wasn't because he had been drinking. Not directly.
If he hadn't been drinking she might not have died, though.
If Q didn't die then P wouldn't have seen her.
If P didn't see her then he wouldn't have thrown up all over himself and broke his nose on the sidewalk.
Maybe he had broken his nose when they collided but that was irrelevant.
Maybe it was all because he had been drinking.

P: "I am sorry if that's what you wanted to hear."
K: "Do you make a habit of telling people what they want?"
P: "Is something wrong with that?"
K: "I will answer your question but then you must answer mine."
K: "You think that it makes life easier if you placate others."
K: "You deal with your peers by telling them what makes them happy."
K: "In the end you might forget what the truth is. Maybe you stop caring."
K: "One day you decided that the truth is whatever you say."
K: "Every person repeats the same words and denies the existence of Objective Truth."
K: "Then, in the end, you create an illusion which mirrors our world but doesn't reflect reality."

The clouds moved and formed a blanket which hid the sky.

K: "I think living in that kind of illusion is pointless and dangerous."

The watchful moon returned to his view.

P: "... Yes. Yes, okay. I've made that my habit."
P: "Is that what you-..."

P closed his eyes. Was there any way out of this?
Perhaps he had already fallen into a hell from which there was no escape.

2. Is there any way out of this?
A. P will ask more about Q.
B. P will explain his point of view.
C. Fuck this, P will throw a tantrum and reject K's view of the world.
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