| Probability | Text |
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| 93% | I know now that my wife has become most of a Kantarian demon. I hear that the only way to stop those possessed by the spirits of the book is through the act of bodily dismemberment. I've leave now to avoid this horror, but for myself, I have seen the dark shadows moving in the woods and I have no doubt that whatever I have resurrected through this book is sure to come calling for me. | ▶️ |
| 99% | When I was institutionalized, my brain was studying exhaustively, and the guys of mental health. I was interrogated, I was x-ray, I was examined thoroughly. Ha! Then they took everything about me and put it into a computer, but they created this model on my mind. Yes! Use that model! They managed to generate every thought I could possibly have in the next, say, ten years, which they then filtered through a probability and made sure it's of some kind to determine everything I was gonna do in that period! So you think? Huh. She knew I was gonna leave the army for twelve monkeys into the pages of history, forever even occurred to me. She knows everything I'm ever gonna do before I know it myself. How's that? | ▶️ |
| 99% | When I was institutionalized, my brain was set exhaustively in the guise of mental health. I was interrogated, I was x-ray, I was examined thoroughly. Ha! Then they took everything about me and put it into a computer, where they created this model of my mind. Yes, using that model, they managed to generate every thought I could possibly have in the next, say, ten years, when they then filtered through a probability and made sure it's of some kind to determine everything I was gonna do in that period. So you think? Huh. She knew I was gonna leave the army for twelve months, isn't it? The pages of history forever even occurred to me. She knows everything I'm ever gonna do before I know it myself. How's that? | ▶️ |
| 99% | 1187, Hunter-Voss. That's the hotel, what? Where I live? Nice place, I sure guess. Is that part of the test? No, just warming up, that's all. It's not fancy or anything. You're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all this is the test now? Yes, you're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all of a sudden you look at it. What world? What desert? Doesn't make any difference what desert is completely hypothetical. But after my breathing, maybe you're fed up. Maybe you want to be by yourself, who knows? You look down and you see a tortoise, Leon. It's crawling towards you. Tortoise? What's that? You know what a turtle is? Of course. Same thing. Never seen a turtle. But I understand what you mean. You reach down and you flip the tortoise over on his back, Leon. You make up these questions, Mr. Holden, and they write them down for you. The tortoise lays on his back, his belly baking in a hot sun beating his legs trying to turn himself over, but it can't. Not without your help. Would you not help him? What do you mean I'm not helping? I mean you're not helping. Why is that Leon? They're just questions, Leon. In answer to your query, they're written down for me. It's a test designed to provoke an emotional response. Shall we continue? Describe in single words only the good things that come into your mind. About your mother? My mother? Yeah. Let me tell you about my mother. | ▶️ |
| 98% | 1187, Hunter-Voss. That's the hotel, what? Where I live? Nice place, I sure guess. Is that part of the test? No, just warming up, that's all. It's not fancy or anything. You're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all this is the test now? Yes, you're in a desert, walking along in the sand when all of a sudden you look at it. What world? What desert? Doesn't make any difference what desert is completely hypothetical. But after my breathing, maybe you're fed up. Maybe you want to be by yourself, who knows? You look down and you see a tortoise, Leon. It's crawling towards you. Tortoise? What's that? You know what a turtle is? Of course. Same thing. Never seen a turtle. But I understand what you mean. You reach down and you flip the tortoise over on his back, Leon. You make up these questions, Mr. Holden, and they write them down for you. The tortoise lays on his back, his belly baking in a hot sun beating his legs trying to turn himself over, but it can't. Not without your help. Would you not help him? What do you mean I'm not helping? I mean you're not helping. Why is that Leon? They're just questions, Leon. In answer to your query, they're written down for me. It's a test designed to provoke an emotional response. Shall we continue? Describe in single words only the good things that come into your mind. About your mother? My mother? Yeah. Let me tell you about my mother. | ▶️ |
| 97% | You know, they do this to me all the time. I don't know what the hell they do it for. | ▶️ |
| 92% | I know now that my wife has become most of a Kantarian demon. I hear that the only way to stop those possessed by the spirits of the book is through the act of bodily dismemberment. I've leave now to avoid this horror, but for myself, I have seen the dark shadows moving in the woods and I have no doubt that whatever I have resurrected through this book is sure to come calling for me. | ▶️ |
