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{Arthur is laying flat on his back, arms and legs sprawled every which way, eyes distant and unfocused. He is trying hard not to think. Or feel, just for a moment, just out of curiosity. What's it like to be here and dead?
Don't worry, the morbid phase won't last long. In fact it's practically over already, even if he isn't making any move to sit up.}
Don't worry, the morbid phase won't last long. In fact it's practically over already, even if he isn't making any move to sit up.}