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As long as the changes were being made to our memories, it was plausible to argue that this was some sort of hypnosis, something done by Retrospec to our brains. However:

1) The experiment to disconnect from electronics that may be affected by Retrospec returned no results. We still felt the effects while disconnected.

2) This "shrinking" and the holes in reality cannot be explained by hypnosis. They are very real.

At what point do we begin to question the fabric of reality itself?

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They're gaps. Cracks in what seem to be the fabric of the universe.
Mohammed Abdul has a post in Retrospec describing them in greater detail.

[and after scrolling back through everything to find said post]

okay, aside from the video though, how are these supposed cracks different from the whole chocobo/horse thing or the weird 'memories' people have been getting?

I suppose that if we assume a complete control over our minds and perception, they are not. We might well have been staring into space, standing on the sidewalk, as our minds were made to think we were floating in a void.

But it is precisely that it would necessitate such control over our active perception that sets it apart.
For the existence of horses, of non-smiling fruit, or the hallucinomemories; all of those can be explained by the ability to tamper with our memories, i.e., horses never existed, we just remember that they do.
These gaps in reality are not so simple.

I think I get what you're saying.

I think.

Which means we have a new layer of weirdness in our lives. Are the cracks still there?

Not that I've seen. They were small, but not microscopic; whatever the cause, I imagine it's been fixed.

Well thank goodness for that. Can't say I fancy the idea of small cracks in reality being scattered all over the city.

Nor I.
But their disappearance doesn't address their underlying causes, whatever those might have been.
Nor does it mean they might not return.

Well, we know they exist now.

[Theoretically. He probably won't fully accept their existence unless they turn up again and he experiences one himself. It's not that he doesn't believe Naoto or Abdul, but it's just hard for him to wrap his head around.]

And if they do return, we can approach them in a more scientific manner.

True. Ideally, we won't be too small to operate scientific equipment next time.

Please, please, let me be large enough to use my microscope. And type on my computer. Though, I have to admit, being tiny made seeing differences in fingerprints a lot easier.

Really? I would have imagined it might have made forensic analysis more difficult, for lack of being able to see the big picture.

In some respects yes. Mapping out a crime scene was an absolute headache at that size. But you could also see a lot more detail with the naked eye when examining smaller pieces of evidence.

I suppose that's true. It would really just necessitate a heightened level of spatial awareness to keep the big picture in mind.

Pretty much. The big picture just got bigger. It takes a little more mental geometry, but it can be done.

...at any rate, I would greatly prefer to not be that size again.
My dog is difficult enough to deal with at my normal size and mass.

seriously. there's plenty in life that's difficult enough to deal with at full-size.
rambunctious personality?

Very.
He's very energetic.
And very strong.

And big, I take it?

That goes without saying.
He's a shepherd mix, so while he's not the largest dog in the world...
...he's still large.

large enough to bowl people over if they have a mind to. i've been roped into helping test the K9 units a few times. never fails that i end up on the ground with eighty pounds of dog on my chest.

My father's police dogs were cared for by my grandfather after his passing, so I grew up with them.
I've always liked shepherds.
They were better trained, though. And older.

It's hard to beat a well-trained police dog.

Your father was an officer? Here in Recolle?

He was. At the precinct I do a work study at, actually.
Detective Ken Shirogane.

[god Tatsuo, this is what happens when you don't pay enough attention to workplace gossip]

I remember hearing about him. I didn't join the crime lab until after his passing, so I never had the opportunity to meet him.

I think you would have liked him.
He wasn't a forensic scientist himself, but all of his former colleagues who I've met spoke quite highly of him.
Not that I'd expect them to criticize him to his child's face, of course.