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Act Three The woman in the white coat leads him to the door. "Step inside" she says casually. He enters the room and the door slams behind him with no prompt. He sees the same room he just left, the same couch, the same light, the same stale coffee... The same girl. He shrugs and takes his seat, occupies his time by rolling the wedding ring between his fingers. A women in a white coat enters the room, "Mr. humanodon?" She calls. He straightens up at the sound of his name, squeezes the hand of the girl next to him and says, "well, here goes nothing."