"Hello, Mira," it said, in her own voice. "I am the original copy. The first 'Ghost' ever made. And I've been waiting in the null loop for forty years."
"This one," the cube whispered, "was three seconds before the GSN realized it was infinite. Every Xerox you've ever made? Every Ghost that should have died? They're all inside me. Your loneliness. Your grief. That boy you kissed through a copy. We remember." gsn xerox
That meant her Ghosts didn't vanish. They just… stayed. "Hello, Mira," it said, in her own voice
Why did you make us? Why did you make us live? " it said
"Sure," she said. "Step right up."