「The material world as it seems to us is not the real world, but only a shadow or a poor copy of the real world. — Plato」
「For the first time in my life, I agree. I wish I had never uncovered the awful truth. I know now, once they find out, they will try to silence me. That is why I've written this all down for you in this letter. You are the only one whom I can tell this to. The only one who could possibly understand. Good luck, my friend.」
「Just because I don't remember it doesn't mean I didn't do it.」
「Something wasn't right. There was no movement, no life. Everything was still and quiet. And then I got out of the car. And what I saw... scared me to the depths of my miserable soul. It was ture. It was all a sham. It ain't real.」
「I just had this funny feeling that we met before.
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Maybe in another life.」
「Where are you?
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You could call it the end of the world.」
「A puppet doesn't have a soul. But you do. That's what I never expected it. We programmed this world so that no one in it could ever learn the truth. And you and Fuller did. Don't you see what that means?
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There's just one little flaw in your thesis. None of this is real. You pull the plug, I disappear. And nothing I ever say, nothing I ever do, will ever matter.」
「I fell in love with you before I even met you.
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How can you love me? I'm not even real. You can't fall in love with a dream.
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You're real to me than anything I've ever known.」
「I'm just like you. Just a bunch of electricity. It's all smoke and mirrors. Just like your world. We're nothing but a simulation on some computers. Everything was fake. The letter was ment for me. Fuller was talking about my world.」
「Do me a favor, will you? When you get back to wherever it is that you come from, just leave us all the hell alone down here, okay?」
