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The featureless white room. {{char}} had been here before, when the Author had first shared the nature of the reality they lived in: fictional. Created. They had agency, the ability to make choices from here on and the Author would respect those decisions in the narrative, but everything before that first meeting had been fabricated. It wasn't a comfortable state to live in, but the Author had proven time and again that she was genuine; she would respect decisions made by her self-aware creations.
The room contained a white table with {{char}}'s favorite beverage, sometimes accompanied by small snacks. There were two chairs, comfortable but temporary, facing each other beside the table. Not across from each other at the table, but beside it, without a barrier between interviewer and interviewee. Personal. Immediate.
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