Fancy meeting another, all the way out here. Although, maybe it is not all that surprising; I have a feeling that if you had never travelled here to meet me, I would not be here to greet you.

Well, if you say so. Perhaps you could say that I had greeted anyone that would come visit, whether they heard or not...Being an afterimage sure is complicated.

As you can see, my hands are quite full. Although these things are all dear to me, if I am to part with them, I would prefer to leave them in the hands of another. You must understand. What, of mine, would you like?

Well, how polite. But what is there to introduce? My title is right there, to the left. "Maker of the Site". But even that is not truly all that important; just think of me as an appreciator. Of art, of worlds. This world.

Why, yes. An appreciator of this world. The world of Pathologic, and this website both. The framing device of a world is a vital part of it, after all. Whether dolls, curtains, or angle-brackets. It should be enjoyed as well. To fully appreciate the set, one should appreciate its dressing, too.

Sure. This website is a little bit on the...let's say...absolutely inconceivably overly-contrived side. If you know some things about coding websites, you will see what I am doing here, and, well...I hope, after sitting in shock for a moment at my abuse of mark-up language and frames, that you are at least the smallest bit impressed. If only at my tenacity.

I'm glad you think so. Before I am accused of forcing you into the compliment, just know that I presented you with the option, and you chose it. I'm sure that's how that works.

Anyway, this conversation is long past its finale. We're running into the encore's allotted time. Besides, if you wanted to talk to me, there is a far more up-to-date equivalent you could talk to. I am but a somber remnant of some evening spent writing a dialogue tree into a Notepad file. Or 'monologue', I suppose it would be.

Even after this talk with me, you'll play into the game?