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Do we have any concrete information about the phantoms that roam floor eleven at night? Aside from the fact that they sound like our loved ones, of course.

[She has her doubts the answer is yes, but might as well try.]

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Your guess is correct. Any information that could be considered useful tends to be the sort we have to find ourselves. Unfortunately, my experience with spectres and the like is not much use in this situation either.

[Poes just kind of try to kill you.]

Maybe these spectres can read minds or something.

I don't know what else it could be.

[There's a pause, longer than what it's taken her to respond thus far.]

I have heard theories, but they are not necessarily pleasant ones.

What would they be?

[Because he needs to know, no matter how horrible.]

They are lost souls - those from our worlds that were not "saved" like we were.

[And then, a moment later, like an afterthought.]

But of course, we have been unable to confirm or deny this theory as of yet.

What?!

But that

Then what are the monsters?!

I do not know.

Please remember this is just a theory, Neal. They could as easily be constructs made to instill homesickness and despair in us.

You're right.

It can't be real. It has to be a a trick.

[Except she knows it's not; Aria implied as much when she talked about the psychelysis phantoms.

Zelda has never been very good at telling the truth when she knows it will hurt someone, however.]

Of course. Even so, I would like to find out more about how they work.

[Neal has seen some horrible things in the centuries that he's been alive.

He knows, deep down, that Zelda is telling him the truth. But he can't bring himself to think about it. The implications are horrific.]

Yeah. Me too.

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