I remember thinking, very clearly, "If they kill us, they will eat us, and then we will live forever within them as viral consciousness". None of this was real. I was filling the holes in my memory with a fabric of benign oddity. That's all. It would be overly easy, overly obvious to say that I have given the people I know secret names to avoid the truth. Things are never so simple. To read a one-to-one code into the things I have said is to make a primary mistake, from which any number of wrong inferences will naturally follow. The situation is too precarious for such mistakes. The only lie was to pretend I could not remember, that the events I was a witness to and a cause of are not real in my memory. All of these things actually happened.

the exit is hidden within the exit