ABCD
Theft

[[A figure sits in front of a laptop, apparently talking to it.]]
Figure: I feel paralyzed by overwhelming existential dread. ...And yet for some reason I'm really excited about space?
The thief who stole my identity has a lot to deal with.
{{Title text: Is he ALSO wondering at what point our thoughts diverged, if they even have yet? 'dude, I think he just took your credit card' AM I THE ORIGINAL? HOW DO I TELL?}}
Is he ALSO wondering at what point our thoughts diverged, if they even have yet? 'dude, I think he just took your credit card' AM I THE ORIGINAL? HOW DO I TELL?