Intellect
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Somewhere in the depths of your alcohol-addled soul, you find a few threads that you can weave into a story.
His theory isn't exactly incoherent, but its logic does suggest some unusual neural activity. Interesting...
Like the last rays of the evening sun gently kissing the day goodbye, before giving way to unfathomable darkness.
Hmm... maybe if you inquire more about the present, you'll figure out the secret of returning to the past.
He has a point. While an idea is born potentially immortal, flesh is always doomed to die.
This goes far beyond your conceptual reach... beyond the conceptual reach of anyone, really.
Find common ground with him, ease yourself in there.
In truth, these sound more like scenes from some old fantastique novel, the product of the author's fevered imagination rather than reality.
To be able to revert back to a previous version of yourself, to the one before all the mistakes... that's why we're here!
Small hut, pregnant with screams of anguish and terror. The lowered head of the mother as she gnaws at the child's joint. Chewing, screams, agony. Finally there's a tiny crunch, followed by the sound of weeping.
Like a submarine fuelled by suffering.
That tape you picked up said '43. You seem to be a hip modern man who listens to hip modern records, so it must be '43.
More important than a missing expedition? I don't know... expeditions often lead to something interesting.