Realtime Interrupt

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....