[video]

[hernes_son]

[The video feed abruptly comes to life, the camera at a strange angle. Robin is not facing it, his head clutched in his hands. Clearly this is not a deliberate message, as he is muttering desperately to himself.]

Not again. Too much; it's too much. I can't--

[Suddenly his gaze whips around to face the feed, a hunted expression on his face, and with an abrupt gesture he slams the computer shut.]

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[hernes_son]

[His relief is almost palpable.] Neither do I, my friend, and therein lies the problem. You feel it too?

[boughtabookstore]

I'm - uncertain.

[ This is the worst she hates this. ]

I feel certain that I know you. And that you are important in some regard.

But I cannot remember having met you before.

[hernes_son]

Aye, exactly. I've no recollection of any of this, and nor should I - everything in this world is outside my ken, and yet...

How can it all seem so suddenly familiar, as though I knew it well but have forgotten?

[His voice grows very quiet.] Nothing is ever supposed to be forgotten.

[boughtabookstore]

....

I'm afraid I have no answers.

[hernes_son]

[Robin is clearly frustrated with himself.] I'm sorry, I should not have... I did not intend to...

[It slowly dawns on him that Roslyn may be as confused as he is.] Where are you?

[boughtabookstore]

It's not your fault.

[ a surprised beat, and then she answers. ] My apartment.

[hernes_son]

Let me come to you.

[boughtabookstore]

... If you would like to, you can.

Unit 108.

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