Free Fall

We're in free fall, says W. Or Limbo. We must have committed some terrible crime in a former life. We've been reborn into the wrong bodies at the wrong time, that's what you Hindus think, isn't it?

This is our purgatory, W. says, or perhaps it's just his. Perhaps I am his purgatory, says W., and I am his Limbo. Perhaps his friendship for me is only punishment for some great crime he committed in a former life, he's not sure what.