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Eliot's Story

I'm back safe and sound, but there's something I still don't understand when I try to recall that other world.
Why was I suddenly brought to that field? It feels like someone wanted to test me for some reason, but I'm not sure why. And there's something I myself don't understand, having survived the ordeal and returned to normality. Did they let me come back because I passed the test, or because I failed? I don't know which. In my desperate struggle to survive, I exhausted every ounce of my ability, nut I can't help feeling that someone was observing me, and giving me a failing grade.





Report from Dr. Flannigan, Cherry's counselor

The patient is fine. In fact, there's absolutely nothing wrong with her.
She's much more cheerful than she was before she disappeared and her health has stabilized. Even the speech impediment caused by too much rolling of her R's, like this "rrrrrrrrr" that was observed right after she came back has completely disappeared. In fact, she's doing so well, it's almost too good to be true. So maybe there's no problem, and I certainly don't have any medical reason for saying this, but i would like to note something that has been concerning me. Mentally and physically she's too healthy. For example, her blood pressure, white count, pupil response, are all exactly at average values for healthy people. She's friendly and outgoing to everyone and is positive about her life and work. To me, that feels abnormal. Maybe I'm making a lot of fuss over nothing. Maybe I should just be glad she's become such a wonderful person.




The story of Ferris, Spike's mate

I'm very happy.
When spike disappeared, it felt like my own child had been kidnapped. That's how hard it was on me. My wife Nedel spent all her time crying. But Spike's a smart dog and I believed he would came back to me. Now that he's back, there's nothing different about the way he eats or spends his time, so maybe I'm just imagining it, but there's something strange about him. Sometimes it feels like he's listening intently to our conversation. My wife loves to tell jokes, and sometimes I think Spike is laughing too. It feels like he's not our Spike any more. But I'm probably just imagining things.