What? No! Why would I-- were you dying? I think I might have been dying. Or about to die. But this doesn't look like... any afterlife I know of.
[This last is more to herself than to Sam, as Anna begins pacing uneasily, one hand twisting in the fabric of her clothing. Finally, something seems to occur to her:]
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[This last is more to herself than to Sam, as Anna begins pacing uneasily, one hand twisting in the fabric of her clothing. Finally, something seems to occur to her:]
You look... older. Than I remember.