Do not fret, Anna. I will give you some more pretty things soon.
I'm not Anna.
You will be soon, yes.
Do not fret, Anna. I will give you some more pretty things soon.
I'm not Anna.
You will be soon, yes.
I know this is gonna sound crazy, but what if we never knew each other before now... and everything you remember, and everything that I'm supposed to remember, never really happened, someone just wants us to think it did?
But how can that be true? I so vividly remember meeting you. I remember falling in love with you. I remember losing you. [pause] I love you John, you can't fake something like that.
No, you can't.
We're very lucky, when you think about it.
I'm sorry?
To be able to revisit those places which have meant so very much to us.
I thought it was more that we were haunted by them.
Perhaps. But imagine a life alien to yours, in which your memories were not your own but those shared by every other of your kind. Imagine the torment of such an existence: no experiences to call your own. If it was all you knew, maybe it would be a comfort.
What brings you here?
I met my wife at this place.
It's where I first met my husband.
Small world.