terribibble: (why do most people quit?)
Fiddleford Hadron McGucket ([personal profile] terribibble) wrote in [personal profile] engage_the_enemy 2016-06-13 05:22 am (UTC)

<hadron> hope you like text walls

It wasn't magic, it was science. And I don't

Well. Obviously I don't remember why, not firsthand, though now I reckon I can take a pretty good guess from what I've pieced together. We were working on a device together. A portal to other worlds. That much I still have. At some point we tested it and I was pulled in and saw -something-, something that convinced me it was too dangerous and would destroy our reality. I think what I saw must have been that demon, Bill, or whatever his home was like.

And the thing is I was right. Someone from both our futures is here and according to her, Bill's in the middle of stomping the Earth flat. I was -right- and he chose the dang portal over me, refused to shut it down, and left me to deal with what I'd seen all on my own. Of course I destroyed my memories of it. That's not the kind of thing a man wants to know exists. It's not the kind of thing a man wants to know about his best friend. I knew he was trouble. It was better not to know exactly why I knew.

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