Kim's in her room. She may have left for a moment to get something to eat but no one saw her in the bar and too much is still both familiar and not familiar at all.
Chloe stops. I shouldn't be lying to her. This isn't right. "Kim, none of that happened to me. None of that happened to you. At least, not where you come from. None of that is real. It looked, felt even smelled real, but it wasn't."
Chloe sets her jaw.
"I can show you what is real. I have pictures. Of you, Chase, Angela. Your dad, Andrew, me, all of them."
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"Kim, none of that happened to me. None of that happened to you. At least, not where you come from. None of that is real. It looked, felt even smelled real, but it wasn't."
Chloe sets her jaw.
"I can show you what is real. I have pictures. Of you, Chase, Angela. Your dad, Andrew, me, all of them."