OK, getting caught on both sides of an interdimensional void still not fun the morning after. I should probably be counting my blessings, given the last time a dupe vanished out of my brain like that, it knocked me out for a day and Alison had to drag me in for therapy, but right now, all I want to count are my aspirin.
Dammit, where did I put my aspirin?
Dammit, where did I put my aspirin?