Between Dimensions
British International School Shanghai ( Puxi ), Tang , Emma - 13
The silence of the night was interrupted by a murmur ." Where are you , warrior ? Give me a sign ." Across the mountains , a meteor lit up the horizon .
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2 days ago : Thomas woke up to find his vision heavily clouded by bright dots . He attempted to recall what had happened but was only met with a chain reaction of questions . He couldn ' t even remember his name . “ Drink this .” a voice insisted . He had a vague memory of someone telling him not to accept food from strangers , but as every second dragged on , he could feel the skin on his throat burning . So he drank it . It was impossible to describe how he felt , or rather , how he didn ' t feel . In any case , his memory was coming back . He remembered looking at the distant star , which somehow seemed to get closer to him , then a flash of blue light . He still didn ' t know where he was though , and as he surveyed his surroundings , he didn ' t feel the expected comfort .
" We ' re in space time , if that ' s what you ' re wondering , little boy ." " How can we be in space time , it is not something you can be in . By the way , I ' m not that young , you know ," it was all coming back , his endless hours of research and experimenting . He figured he was no longer on Earth . " You ' re fourteen , which , in the grand scheme of things , is the equivalent of an atom compared to a supercluster . And to answer your question , not in a three dimensional world . Our physical bodies aren ' t here ." " But how can you do anything if you don ' t exist as a substance ?" Thomas had a horrible feeling this conversation was going exactly how the voice intended ." And can ' t I just imagine myself back to the normal world or something ? And where ' s everyone else and why can ' t I see you ?" The voice drifted closer to him " You do exist as a substance . For example , your bones are still here , just not made of bone matrix . This is Earth , except it ' s the dimension between dimensions . Few living organisms on Earth can comprehend this . Feeble brains . You can see me , technically ." Thomas squinted hard at where he heard the voice , he still saw nothing though , so he gave up . As he eased his concentration , color flooded into him , and he could see yet not in the way he normally saw . Everything was so much more realistic than the bland , dull world he was used to , but not really all there , not in its usual substance state , in a much more complex manner . He realized with a jolt that the voice was coming from his blind tiger-patterned cat from home . " Wait , but how can you talk ?" " I am not talking , technically . You only understand what I ' m saying because you think it ' s possible . Don ' t confuse yourself with the strange thing you call imagination , though ." His cat spat out a translucent black stone into his hand . " Thomas , that is your life-line . Don ' t lose it ." Thomas chose not to question that . Instead , he put the stone into his pocket and asked " Well , what am I supposed to do ? I can ' t stay here forever , can I ?" " No , you have to find the switch which brings us back to reality as how you normally interpret it . On top of that tower . "
Full of dread , Thomas looked at the tower and felt his stomach churning with fear . It was a tall , tyrannical building , the kind that radiated with such hostility that it sent visions of dark tunnels and people locked up in cages , dangling from the ceiling of a dark enclosed chamber . But he knew somehow that that was what had to be done , that the troubles ahead he needed to encounter , to get back to his normal world .