The girl just starts laughing, but she doesn't do it for long before the bullet hits her. When it does, your stomach drops like the whole world is turning around you. You can hear Glory's voice, emotional but emphatic—Man Eater can also recognize it as very similar to a conversation they've had in the past.

No one just comes into being and that's who they are. They grow and change. I'm starting from being a fake person. That's not an easy place to start. But it's not fundamentally different from anyone else. Normal people are born and become who they are based on their decisions and their experiences. Everyone has made decisions about what they want and who they want to be since I've been here. And so have I.

Sometimes it feels like I'm building a house on a foundation made of paper. I have everything I've built, and there isn't really anything I can do but keep working on it, but... maybe I'm missing some fundamental pieces and it will never be a real house. It's not worth worrying about, though. Since in reality, there isn't anything I can do but do my best to move forward from here.

And then suddenly the room around you crumples, as if it is, in fact, made out of paper. And you wake up.