With that unwelcome thought, it's as good a time to rush out - and forget this whole conversation happening. Hopefully all the amnesia conversation will be enough to forget it altogether, even after.

He squints at his surroundings as he steps, still trying in vain to find some sign of the impending loss of the network, but there's nothing. Well, nothing besides a bit of the skid in the dirt and grass, where Walter slipped. Russell steps right by it, bracing himself, and he

He...

He's wavering out of a braced stance, standing on the side of the road, the sky barely lit up, with no idea how he got here.

"What...?"