"Yeah well....I mean she hadn't seen her Sam since...since I got appendicitis. Remember that? For us it was fine, I was in hospital for a bit and then got better." Sam shakes his head. "He didn't. The hospitals and everything there, they're messed up. They don't have a lot of things we're used to. Full societal collapse sort of end of the world. He died."

He has to take a moment to really let that sink in before he drops what he still feels is a lot bigger at least for them in a personal way. He looks up at her.

"Alice, they were married." He's not sure if he wants to share the weird hellscape description the other Alice gave him but he will at least share something. "That place, it was taken over by Fear, literally. People were in these things, they called them domains or something...and some people shared them. They were places where people were tortured or were the torturers. We shared one and the way she described it....it was terrifying but also...it was really intense." That wasn't love Sam, that was grief. But once someone's gone, what's the difference?

"She would take this medication to make herself dream....because when they dream they relive their nightmares. She wanted to see him again so she would make herself dream."