[So nowhere thinking it is. As much as he doesn't want to bother with the explanation, he knows Dist is going to work himself into an aneurysm, which would just give him a headache. So he takes a deep breath and looks at him.]
The only hypothesis was: what happens in twenty-four hours of nothingness in this world? If a false death causes one to awaken a full day later, what occurs within that day? Procedure came to be: after intentional overdose on a common sleep-aid found in the Marts, under the chemical name Eszopiclone, I turned in for the night. The results: somewhat inconclusive. The twenty-four hours were of absolutely nothing. While it didn't go as expected, an answer was reached.
That was it.
[He flips a book's page, but he's no longer interested in reading, just distracting himself as he waits for Dist's reaction. It's been a long time since he's had an experiment like this, and even longer since his old friend has been upset with him over it.]
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The only hypothesis was: what happens in twenty-four hours of nothingness in this world? If a false death causes one to awaken a full day later, what occurs within that day? Procedure came to be: after intentional overdose on a common sleep-aid found in the Marts, under the chemical name Eszopiclone, I turned in for the night. The results: somewhat inconclusive. The twenty-four hours were of absolutely nothing. While it didn't go as expected, an answer was reached.
That was it.
[He flips a book's page, but he's no longer interested in reading, just distracting himself as he waits for Dist's reaction. It's been a long time since he's had an experiment like this, and even longer since his old friend has been upset with him over it.]