"You are trapped in a setup! Now, you have to figure out a way to escape from this situation!"
He tried to explain in the simplest terms and then gave her time to digest.
Her mind was in turmoil. It took her a full five breaths to grasp his meaning: "Are you saying this is an illusion? I'm trapped in an illusion?"
"You could say that. But this is more real than any illusion; everyone you encounter is flesh and blood, and you will bleed just the same if you are wounded."
"Every midnight, the things I experience will repeat over again, until the next midnight?" She thought about the state she was in when she woke up this morning and shivered as she asked another question, "But I don't remember anything myself?"
"Yes!"
A hundred metaphorical grass-mud horses raced through her mind, but eventually, she sensitively latched onto the crux: "Wait a minute! If I am caught in this situation, why are you awake and aware?"
