10. Everything is (Not) Under Control

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He is gone now.

"for real?"

No shit.

That mass of flesh is nowhere in sight.

Huh.

...

I'll just take some cheese.

munch, munch.

"daaaaaamn! this cheese is sooo good!"

Nothing could possibly happen to end this moment.

The portal opens.

"the what now?"

???: Sir, please come with me.

Huh?

???: Just jump right in, watch your step.

And then, I was no longer in the cafeteria.

Instead, it was a large circular plaza with large archways to roofless halls that seemed to never end.

The "roof" was outer space, with Earth visible up above.

Wait, who even was this guy?

This boy seems in his 20's, slick short dark hair, wearing a sort of jacket and boots.

"and you are...?"

???: Leonard.

"uh huh, right..."

????: No way, is he here?

Leonard: Yup.

"who speaks now???"

Leonard: He's Doctor Whitterton.

The doctor that he spoke of sat upon a throne of marble in the middle, behind stood a weird red pillar.

He had short grey and a mustache, wearing a lab coat over a white shirt and tie.

He looks crazy as fuck.

Leonard: And the dude with the bigass sword is Philip Dart.

Philip: Sup.

God, with all of those years in isolation, seeing people is like im dreaming.

"am i dreaming?"

Dr. Whitterton: Nope, can't be; Screen is on, so this is not a dream.

The "screen" is a large one, angled to be viewed in the throne.

It shows an ever changeing channel of a lot of things, at the will of a remote, which Whitterton has.

"so why have i been brought here?"

Dr. Whitterton: Oh, right! So, we are in a multiverse.

I fucking knew it!

"uh huh"

Dr. Whitterton: And there exists a group called the Space-Time Travel Agency.

"wow"

Dr. Whitterton: They're like the police force of the multiverse.

"got it"

Dr. Whitterton: I need to bring you to the boss for some buissness.

"of course i do"

Leonard: Follow me.

Another portal opens.

"alright, im ready for anything!"


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