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2.14: Fever dream?

I don’t remember opening my eyes, or rebooting, or anything, I was simply sitting in a chair at a dining room table.  The dining room reminded me of a large open kitchen like you see on shows that take place out in the country somewhere.

I was the only one in the room and I was apparently in the middle of breakfast.  On the table before me, sat a bowl of some sort of cereal.  At least, I thought it was cereal until some of it started swimming around.

Crap, did I die again?  I looked down at my hands.  They were black.  Jet black, armor covered, and claw tipped.  I was wearing a denim work shirt with the sleeves rolled up and heavy duty overalls.  A second set of arms was holding the bowl and chasing the things inside with a spoon.  I realized that as I was looking at my hands, I coul

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