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We pass the church, but it is whole again, fully constructed.

I lose my silence by saying: “how did they rebuild the church so fast. It doesn’t look any different than it did before?”

This gets my alter ego speaking again, and he says: “the church was never burnt. You saw it that way. You wanted it that way, so you saw it.”

“I’m indifferent to religion. Why would I want to see a burnt down church. Forget it, don’t say anything. You’ll just lie anyway.”

I am now devoted to silence. He has obviously made me see this somehow. He has made me stare upon a fully erected church, a lie, just like the next words out of his mouth.

“You’re not indifferent to religion. You are interested and somewhat into Buddhism. You’re annoyed by Judaism but still admire it, and you outright hate Islam, Hinduism, and Christianity. You don’t feel that any other religion is worth mentioning. It’s all right to feel that way, even though you believe everyone should have the right to practise whatever they want.”

We are at Matt’s house. Oh god! What will happen here?