My mother just hurt me another time. We come from different planets. No; different Whens and Wheres. We just... can't. We can't EVERYTHING. I'm in shutdown at this moment. I ain't able to open my mouth. I only exist through this keyboard, now. I just don't have any body. I don't have nerves, muscles, bones, blood. This reminds my of a novel by Bradbury. Oh, well. Never mind. I'm sorry she's sad now. But I can't speak. I'm not Alice and I'm not there. Bye.