[ this gets him to like white guy blink very briefly but ]

Well, yes. [ okay

anyway this makes him think about the vial in his pocket and confirm his theory, however, he gives a little shake of his head: ] ... That was the point.

It was fake. I'd fall asleep, or be pulled under or dragged out of it, and wake up somewhere else - in a different life. I had to figure out that the life I was in wasn't reality. Not really mine.