"What are you talking about?" Sam whispered back, not really knowing why he whispered. He tried leaning on the table this time, and once again went through it, hitting the ground hard. Sam was even more confused now. Was he in the matrix and was everything an illusion? Then he remembered what his clone said: 'You used your new ability.' Was that what was happening? Was he having a special ability? A superpower? No way, why would he have them in the first place. And why would he only discover them now? He got up again, this time without going through the table. But this guy. He must know more about it. [i]If I play along, maybe he'll tell me why this is happening.[/i] "This table isn't real either." Sam chuckled. "Nothing is real! YOU ALL AREN'T REAL!" He said, trying to be his most convincing lunatic. That would make them believe he was on drugs or that he maybe hit his head too hard, which would be good. "Brother!" He said while grabbing the guy's jacket like a crazy paranoid man, and a bit surprised he actually could grab something for once. "You got to take me back to reality!" Sam didn't know where this was going to bring him, but he wanted to know what was going on with him.