Re: [quicklog: connie/adrian facility]
Because I thought I was going to die and now I'm here. That's how dying is supposed to work. You think you're going to die, you die and then you're someplace else. [She shifted so she could rest her head on the arm of the couch and look at him.] We're not dead? Was the evil defeated?
[Connie smiled, no teeth just lips pressed against each other, and she reached into her blue jacket to pull out a packet of gushers. She tossed it to him.]