World Revolver by Gina Ranalli

Author:Gina Ranalli [Ranalli, Gina]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Bloo Skize Books
Published: 2016-03-18T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN—The Junkie (8)

The four poster bed is such a cliché. I’m lying on a cloud. It’s that comfortable.

I’m alone in the room but I can see beyond the windows that night has fallen once again and a mysterious someone has built a fire in the fireplace. A caring house elf perhaps?

Under the sheets, I’ve been stripped down to my underwear, which makes me wonder doubly who was in here but also makes me flash back to the spin.

He—I—had a pretty serious case of déjà vu right at the end there and it confuses me because I have the same sense. I’ve been shot before. Or stabbed, just like he thought.

Haven’t I?

The bedroom door swings open and Luna enters carrying a tray. When she sees I’m awake, she looks startled but quickly recovers. She’s good, this one.

-I brought you tea.

Sitting up on my elbows, I see she has. In a white china teapot decorated with little blue flowers with a matching cup and saucer.

-Tea? Really?

She sets the tray down on one of the nightstands.

-What’s so strange about tea?

-Well, nothing, except that I haven’t had it since I was about five years old and my grandmother made it for me. I thought it was impossible to get these days.

-Pretty close, but not quite impossible.

She sits on the red loveseat and crosses her legs. There’s an awkward moment when we just stare at each other. I struggle to come up with something to say.

-So…uh…so much for your two hour theory, huh?

-It was just a theory. Evidently, your brain is more susceptible to Satellite than most.

-What does that mean?

-You spin more frequently and, correct me if I’m wrong, you also have a stronger connection with the alternate versions of yourself.

-Stronger? How would I know that? I have nothing to compare it to.

-Granted. But we know that even if you don’t.

-Then why did you say ‘correct me if I’m wrong’?

-I assume your connections are growing stronger with each spin. Is that true?

I shrug.

-I have no idea. Maybe. But Atropos said they’ll be stronger anyway, depending on the closeness of the other dimension.

-That’s true. But it also depends on the strength of your brain activity.

Completely lost, I just look at her.

She uncrosses her legs and crosses them again. She thinks for a moment, maybe choosing her words carefully.

-You know how in old science fiction people were able to travel between dimensions by folding time and space, bringing the dimensions closer to each other so the journey would be shorter?

Now I really have no idea what she’s talking about. I shake my head, afraid speaking will clue her in on my absolute ignorance of all things science related.

She continues, undeterred.

-Essentially, that’s what happens in our brains. Because, you see, our minds are infinite, just as the universe is infinite. Basically, we’ve discovered our minds are the universe. It’s all the same thing. What’s out there and what’s in here.

She taps her temple with an elegant finger.

All at once it dawns on me that she, and possibly everyone in this house, could very well be crazy.

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