Bob wakes up in a bed with Ada beside him.
Bob asks Ada, still not having come to his senses, "Did you dream about AI and going to Athens?"
"Oh, Bob, everyone like us gets that dream on their first night here," Ada responds.
Pondering, Bob wonders, "Was that dream an automated message by AI? WTF."
Bob is dumbfounded and worried. "Are there more like us?" he asks.
"No, I don't think so," says Ada with a serious face.
Bob remembers everything that he had forgotten in those moments.
"What happened to that man?" Bob asks, alarmed.
"Did you know him?" Bob continues to inquire.
"No, it's my first time seeing him. I have only met a guy named Sigma. He would come and do the killings at night while they were asleep," Ada explains.
"He is extremely powerful; he has a flaming sword that he uses," Ada adds.
"This is why I think we should leave, Bob," Ada says, alarmed.
"We won't survive if we meet him," Ada adds, worried.
"Leave with you? No," says Bob, disgusted.
"Bob, see it this way. I come from the same time as you, and I know the way to Athens," Ada proposes.
Bob thinks for a moment. "Once we reach Athens, we part ways," he says with a serious look in his eyes.
"Fair," Ada responds. "So, I'll go make the last preparations. Come down once you're ready."
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Bob nods in agreement. Ada leaves shortly after, and Bob gets out of bed, finding himself naked. Filled with shyness, he wonders, "Did Ada remove my clothes?" He quickly puts on his new clothes (a dress again) and goes downstairs, where Ada waits.
Ada asks, "Are you ready?"
"Yes, but how will we go?" Bob asks.
"Oh, I bought a horse," Ada responds.
"A horse?" says Bob, amazed.
"Yes, come. I also bought bread and water," says Ada, proudly.
"But one horse for two of us?" Bob asks.
"Yes," says Ada, wondering if there is a problem.
"No, I don't want to ride with you," says Bob, sounding like a tsundere.
"Well, you buy your horse then because I am spent," says Ada, annoyed.
Bob accepts this.
"How will we ride it? Do you know how?" Bob asks, looking unsure.
"Yes, I will ride it."
"Well, let's get on with it," says Bob, wanting to get it over with.
Just before Bob mounts, he asks, "Don't we have to say goodbye to the villagers?"
"Oh, don't bother. You'll only find hate from them."
"Ooh."
Bob mounts behind Ada, starting to feel extremely uncomfortable.
Ada says, "Hang tight."
"Ooh," Bob exclaims at the unexpected movement.
"What?"
"This is my first time riding a horse."
"Well, you're going to enjoy it," says Ada, smiling.
They stop for the horse to rest, and while the horse rests, they sightsee. They both forget about the threat that is coming for them but always remember everything every time they lock eyes.
And so, like that, night comes. They decide to camp on top of a mountain. They don't start a fire because they are scared of being easily located. They eat some bread and lay down to sleep. Then, out of nowhere, Ada asks, "Bob, are you gay?"
"No, it's just that my penis doesn't work, it seems," says Bob with a sad tone.
"Well, that's a good thing then," says Ada, laughing ironically.
"I do not need a penis to mess with you," says Bob with a mad tone, but it seems that Bob doesn't mean any harm.
Ada doesn't respond.
"Ada, do you also have a drawback?" Bob asks, wondering.
"What do you mean?" asks Ada.
"Something missing from your body that you had in your former life?" Bob asks.
"Ah, yes. Well, you see, I can't feel pain anymore," says Ada with an unbothered tone in her voice.
"Oh, shit. That's worse than my drawback," says Bob, trying to make light of the situation.
"Of course, it's worse than not being able to get a fucking erection."
"Well, the grass is always greener on the other side," says Bob, trying to be funny.
Ada says, "This is so dumb," but she laughs and turns her back.
"Let's go to sleep, Bob. A long day awaits us."
"Goodnight, Ada."
"Goodnight, Bob."
Bob goes to sleep smiling because he made someone laugh.
Forward to midnight...
Scratch, scratch.
In the middle of the night, something is scratching Bob's leg...