Quantum Gods: A Science Thriller by J.R. Rain

Author:J.R. Rain [Rain, J.R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rain Press
Published: 2024-03-13T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-six

Again, we leapt into the air.

Only, this time, we didn’t head straight for the Orlov-bubble. Giancarlo has worked at the facility for much longer than I have. That’s not really saying much since everything went to hell on my first day here. I’d come here with the hope that the renowned Dr. Peter Orlov would be able to teach me about physics. Things hadn’t quite worked out that way. I’m the idiot who fell for a fancy brochure and ended up in a shack surrounded by jungle and mosquitoes.

We landed on a road leading to the LHC complex, far enough back that the soldiers wouldn’t see us even if more than our tail tips showed. Giancarlo must have changed himself back to human since the manhole cover next to us opened by itself. Descending naked into a sewer is not too far lower than lighting myself on fire for things I never want to do. However, it didn’t involve mind numbing pain, only disgust.

Honestly, it wasn’t like we had to wade in waist-deep sewage. More the idea of this being a sewer got under my skin. Though, we will eventually be going up the pipes that the toilets use so, yeah. Making contact with stuff that has touched stuff. I chanted over and over in my head that I was immune to disease. If bullets and a car fire can’t cause permanent harm, a microbe or billion won’t. Despite that, I did hold my breath just in case. Being immune to disease didn’t make me immune to stink.

Once underground, we both make ourselves visible again since it’s so dark I can’t see my hand in front of my face. The sensation of walking barefoot on unknown squishy substances is enough to get me to change my soles to hardened armored plates similar to crab shells.

“Where did you get high heels?” asks Giancarlo.

“I’m not wearing heels.”

“What’s that clicking?”

I explained.

He laughed… but a moment later, his steps clicked, too.

In an astonishing feat of eidetic memory, Giancarlo led us through a maze of tunnels in the dark to a chamber with functioning lights. It contained the pipes that run up to the LHC complex, connected to all the various sinks and toilets. Maybe we’ll get lucky and pick a route that goes to a sink. Nah. Knowing my luck, I expected to emerge from a toilet with someone sitting on it.

Shudder.

If that happened, some revenge will occur even though it’s not the person’s fault. Nah. I couldn’t turn myself into a giant snake. That person would never go near a bathroom again. Fingers—or polyps—crossed I find a pipe leading to an unoccupied stall.

Giancarlo opened a pipe cap and the two of us extruded ourselves into long putty ropes. Since the pipes were going to be utterly devoid of light, I saw no reason to keep my eyes for the time being. We’ll be navigating purely by feel—eww—and our sense of up and down. Within a minute or so, we’re both four feet

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