She died, it was time for her move on to different worlds. She stated it so matter of factly on her way out the door, that it didn't even sink in until it had probably already happened.

The closet was the key. It was the TA hub of the office. You came from there and you went there to go different places. Her husband ushered us in to go somewhere - he didn't seem to mind her abrupt departure, so maybe it wasn't true. I felt sad for him too. I didn't go with the rest, I had more important things on my mind. They were OK without me anyway.

It's all I can remember of half an hour ago. I should probably see a doctor, I fall asleep too well when I don't need to, and I shouldn't be able to dream after an hour. Just as well.

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