“Well then, let’s get started. Talk.”
Madoka tried to clear her eyes from crying for a really long time. “Man…” she said to the other Madoka in the black hood, Shinigamidoka apparently. “I thought I was going to be crying for a week, but then it turned into a month. I thought certain people were better at keeping consistent schedules than that.”
“ATTENTION. THIS IS DYAN MOORE, AND I AM PUTTING THIS FACILITY UNDER EMERGENCY LOCKDOWN. PLEASE REMAIN CALM.”
Home Clipart Animal Deer is here and it is now the new week. You will be receiving new posts that will contain content and many things in them that are known as words.
These words will be very interesting for many people to see because of the fact that many of these words will be associated with the holiday known as Christmas which is coming up on the day that is known as Friday. We will know about that in the future.
I’m delaying The Project until I can both write more chapters and actually write them well, which I cannot do at the moment. So, no chapter this week. I will either reduce the chapter count by one, or post two chapters next week, or something, but this is a better option than releasing another subpar chapter. (Also, I’m not sure if anyone is still reading this serial in the first place, to be honest, so I’m not sure if delaying the chapter means anything to anyone besides me.)
Richard saw only gray in front of her. The landscape of Antarctica was generally very much harsh and white, but now it seemed that little had changed except the color of the harshness. She thought it would at least have some life around here…
She looked at Dyan and saw her very odd expression. Richard didn’t think that Dyan was expecting the future to look at all like this, so she guessed it was a shock to her too. 600,000 years in the future, and several species should have evolved considerably by now, especially the more rapidly-reproducing ones, but Richard saw no real evidence of any evolved species.
In fact, she didn’t see any species at all.
“I really wish you would talk to me more about all this,” Future Stephen said. “The past few weeks, I feel like you’ve just been…” he trailed off, and never tried to pick up where he left off. This version of Stephen just didn’t sound like the Stephen that Future Stephen used to know, with his hesitant attitude and constant sighing. Future Stephen was almost too disconcerted to bother talking to him.
So all she said was, “I don’t feel like there’s many people I can talk to anymore.”
Future Stephen took quite a few seconds to respond. Finally, he said, “And I guess I’m not one of those people,” and stood up, ready to leave.
“Thanks for telling me about this,” AI Dyan said to Future Richard. “I’m the only one, right?”
“Yes,” Future Richard said to the tiny hologram, projecting from an outlet in the hallway. “I don’t know if I can trust anyone else with this. I don’t know for sure if I can trust you.”
Richard entered one of the many small, “local,” coffee shops littered around the facility. She wanted to get something to drink, but mainly to focus on everything she had been thinking about the past few hours. As she stood in line, she went deep into contemplation.
Another version of herself coming back in time was already changing the project a ton, but… just seeing another her was really hard to reconcile with in her mind. Another person, exactly the same as her, but with two weeks more experience in life that apparently dramatically changed everything– it was really weird.
She remembered back when she was still a kid, maybe a teenager, she used to dream about time travel and all its amazing concepts almost constantly. She was able to wrap her head around the infinite strands of the multiverse even at a young age… And that led her into even greater curiosities, as to how the universe would change when certain elements would change. If you kill one mouse in the woods, how much of the forest is impacted ten years in the future?