Miles ignored the other strange people in the room, believing them to be nothing more than part of whatever drug trip he was on. He was more focused on finding a way out of the room.
“If this really is still a dream…”
Concentrating on his right hand, Miles tries and, to his relief, succeeds in phasing through his other hand.
“I don’t know if I’ll want to see any of you again, because in all likelihood I won’t.”
Miles then presses his hands against one of the damp walls and tries to phase his entire torso through to the other side of it.
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