Existance? What clasifies as exsistance? I am a... being... I supose, stuck in the mind of a woman. I could fade right now and none would know. Such a thing should not be labeled as existing.
And even if I am to fade, it matters not. I know no fear. John said to Tophat.
I could not help it.
I was anchored to the memory of your birth, when I recieved sentient thought, you relived that memory.
It would seem such a event is far more terrifying when one has fully developed one's senses.
John explains to AEanna.