"Why are you smiling like that?" I said. "Smiling like what?" She replied. "It seems that you're forcing a smile. Is everything alright?"
"Everything is just fine."
It somehow wasn't though. It was probably a trap. What could I do though. "Follow me." She said in a less excited voice.
"Where am I?"
"You're in a fantasy land where all the cancerous trash is and where all the terrible characters are made. Like me."
"So, what would that mean for me?" I said, not exactly sure what she meant.
"What do you mean? You're a character too."
"I'm not a character."
"Well then. You obviously didn't realize yet."
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