>suddenly get memories of a previous life and knowledge that the world you live in is a broken copy of what once was
>realize you have friends and loved ones that don't exist anymore and those that do are just altered versions of those that by chance managed to not slip through the cosmic cracks, including yourself
>you and everyone you know were erased from the firmament and stitched back together on the other side of warped mirror
>try to tell others what you know, everyone looks at you like you're insane
>know that the madman who did this is laughing in his cosmic grave knowing, in a way, he won.
>the memories fade and soon all you're left with is a permanent sense that something isn't quite right
Ian didn't need to go that far