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"You see the Shawl?" Kevin said. "This isn't the real Shawl! This is a virtual construction! This exists only in processing spaces! The virtual Shawl is much bigger than the real one. It's a message, a way of keeping us in check." "How?" "How does any dictator keep its subjects in check? By fear, of course!" Helen was fascinated, despite herself. "Fear? Of what?" "What are all humans frightened of?" Dying. What I am not afraid of and have proved it time and again? Death. Fear of death holds humans in place. And yet, possessing virtual lives, we could live forever. The Watcher had made us all forget this. It has written birth and death throughout our universe and perpetuated the myth of a soul. That's what makes you think that you are different than that Helen over there - Bairn." "I am different from her." "You are now, but what about one second after awakening? Two seconds? Five minutes? I tell you: only by being reborn will you truly live again."