Who was he? He didn’t know where he was, and had a strange feeling that the walls around him were stage props with nothing behind. A man in a doctor’s smock entered and said, Good morning, Joe. How are you feeling today? So his name was Joe?Where was he? He was planting a vegetable patch. But when he turned over the first fork of soil there was nothing underneath — just empty blackness…. What was he? He stared at himself in the mirror. He was twelve years younger and a good fifteen pounds leaner. He felt his face, ran fingers through his hair. This was insane….