Reality isn't what it used to be... Who was he? Sitting on a bed, he didn't know where he was. He had the strange feeling that the walls around him were just stage props, with nothing behind. He turned as a man came through the door and said, "Good morning, Joe. How are you feeling today?" So his name was Joe? Where was he? With his garden tools, he prepared to plant a vegetable patch. But when he turned over the first fork of soil, there was nothing underneath -- just empty blackness. What was he? He looked in the mirror and his jaw fell. He was twelve years younger and much leaner. This was insane.