Chapter Thirty Three – Science

11 Aug

‘What? Why?’ Rosie looked at me like I’d just suggested that the earth was flat.

‘Think about it, if the models are an immune system of sorts – kind of like giant antibodies- for the universe – then they could probably sense whether someone wanted to harm it and there’s enough of them to stop anyone from directly taking anything from them. If he wasn’t able to get the ink directly, then it’d make sense that he’d hire someone else to find it.’ I facepalmed, I couldn’t believe that I hadn’t thought of this earlier.

‘Hold on, are you suggesting that the models have some kind of psychic powers?’ Rosie smiled and said ‘I thought you didn’t believe in that kind of thing.’

‘I mean, when we were afraid of them, they suddenly started chasing us. When we felt that they were a threat, they either started stabbing things or threatening us. But, when I wanted to see how one of them worked – one of them just happened to appear next to me and fall over right in front of me. I’m not saying that it’s psychic, but it they’re part of the fabric of the universe, then it makes sense that they would have access to more information than we do.’ I said.

‘So, basically psychic in all but name?’ Rosie giggled.

‘Yes, but with science. Although I’m not sure what the science behind it actually is.’

‘Ok, so what now? If this guy can travel between the different universes, then how on earth do we find him?’

‘Simple. We don’t.’ I smiled, feeling the beginnings of a plan forming in my mind. It wasn’t a particularly great plan, but it was a plan.


I thought about enjoying the mystery of having a secret plan, but there wasn’t really time for it. So, I just blurted it out: ‘We get the models to find him.’

‘What? They’re probably too busy healing the universe, or at least letting it bleed out for whatever reason.’

Rosie sat down on the sofa again and then started staring at the wall. I walked over to her and sat down next to her. She said nothing. It was an awkward silence like no other until I noticed that her hands were trembling. ‘Are you ok? I muttered.’

‘I’ve just realised why they want this universe to bleed.’ She stuttered.

‘So that they can get to the black ink and mix it with the blue ink? Or so they can get rid of it? Hold on, you’re not thinking what I think you are?’

‘Yes, they want to get rid of it. This universe is strange, it doesn’t behave a way that would be considered “normal”. What if the ink was bleeding into the world we both came from and they decided to divert it here. To sacrifice the interesting universe to save their precious fucking normality.’ By now, there was a cold edge of bitterness in her voice.

‘But, if the black ink copies things, then that would destroy the old universe too. Two things can’t exist in the same space at the same time. No, I’m guessing that they plan to neutralise the ink. But they don’t seem to have very much blue ink.’ I felt just as uncertain as Rosie did.

We sat in silence for what felt like forever until I said: ‘Look, I don’t know about you, but I’m quite tired. If you like, you can stay in one of the other rooms or wherever.’

Rosie just shook her head slowly and said: ‘I’ve got some things to check. I’ll meet you back here tomorrow.’

And, with that, she left.

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