Ash: Is this what you wanted? For this you abandoned us all? To spend the rest of your life as a hollow shell in a hospital bed, staring at nothing?
Murphy: How can you be so sure? Do I look like a hollow shell? Do I? Reality is only what we tell ourselves it is! That's all! I choose this one. I prefer this reality.
Ash: Sorry I messed up the room.
Game Master: Don't worry. Everyone has days like that.
Ash: Let me ask you something. Are you accessing from a terminal somewhere or are you part of the system itself?
Game Master: What does it matter? You couldn't confirm it anyway.