Remerger: Path Of Promotion

Chapter 13

So, something kinda happened. I had a nice, long dream, is what I'd want to say, but that is not what happened. In the dream, I was walking to work, I ran into some thugs, tried to use my time powers to beat them up, but it didn't work and I got beat up and killed. That was the dream. I thought that this was a sign that my SuperSecretSuperPower™ had faded away and I couldn't use it any more. But when I woke up, I tried it, by dropping a lamp, stopping time, and catching it, and it worked. Nothing had happened to my SuperSecretSuperPower™, to be honest, I was confused, and I still am.

I then took it as a sign that I would lose my SuperSecretSuperPower™ soon. I then realised that this was a vision, a future that I had to prevent. In the dream I didn't die, because your brain cannot imagine yourself dying because it has never experienced it. So you just wake up before you actually die. That's why you wake up just before you hit the ground in a dream that you're falling. I have never even had one of those dreams though. My normal dreams are about kangaroos and Joebama competing in the triathlon, but for football, basketball, and rugby, at the same time of course, using the multitude of limbs for each game they are playing.

'I had a lot of weird dreams,' is an understatement. Anyway, enough about my dreams. I don't remember getting ready, but I do remember being at the door, and then walking about outside. I then made my way to work, uneventfully. I walked in, greeted the receptionist, and entered the lift. I vibed to some incredibly generic, yet entertaining music, and went to my office on the top floor. 'Floor 100' is what it said as I exited the lift. I looked out of the window, the skyline was a great big flat line. From the bottom, the building was tall, but not extremely tall. But it was an illusion, from the top you could see space, the stars and supernovas, the white dwarfs and brown dwarfs, the black holes and white holes, the greatest experiment. When a black hole gets too old, it implodes, and it turns into a white hole. The white hole is the opposite, it lets nothing close, and it spews out all the things it ever absorbed as a black hole. The first white hole was discovered in 2150, scientists believed that it had formed from a black hole the century before. The current year was 2232. The peak of the 23rd century. Who knows when the first human would come out of a black hole. The first white hole was the closest black hole to Earth.

It had sucked in a human the month before, a group of astronauts had made their way to the black hole. Apparently, someone had jokingly asked them if anyone would like to volunteer to jump into the black hole. One of them actually volunteered. When they eventually got there, the woman just jumped in while everyone was looking, but no one could stop her without risk of getting sucked in themselves. They said it was tragic. But after it turned to white hole, people couldn't help but wonder whether she was going to come out any time soon.

Anyway, I walked into my office and sat down, my assistant was in a smaller room beside mine, as always. As I sat down I contemplated whether this world was an alternate timeline. Checking the history, it was seemingly identical to my old world, but instead of running away to other planets, humans fought climate change and regained land, the water freezing over in ice caps and glaciers, in the poles. There were incredible technological advancements, humans putting brain chips in their brains. It was a utopia. In my old world, people kept describing the world as a dystopia, before leaving Earth that is. It was the same in this world, but gradually changed to a utopia. I think that it was somewhere in the middle, on the ship, in space, drifting...

"Dan!"

"Whuh," I was looking at my assistant, she was staring back at me intently.

"Are you OK? You didn't answer when I spoke to you, were you zoning out?" She asked.

"Oh yeah, I was just deep in thought," I replied furtively.

"About what, sir," she attempted to venture into the depths of my mind, which I wanted, no, I needed to keep to myself.

"You know those white holes, when do you think that woman who jumped into a black hole is gonna come out?" I showed her my thoughts from before, less need to hide them.

"I couldn't say sir, they come out randomly, the other day I heard a neutron star came out with a camel figurine coming out the day after," I nodded in silent agreement, going along with the conversation.

"Anyway, aren't you going to get back to work?" she rhetorically asked.

"What do you mean, 'get back to,' I haven't even started yet," I laughed along with her. She excused herself but remembered why she came to talk to me in the first place.

"Oh, I almost forgot, the finance minister said that he got your money. And the advertising minister told me he had already started production of those ads you wanted," she came back so I could hear more clearly, "2 new ads have gone out today, our stock prices are rising rapidly, people are buying more product,"

"We need the balance of the right ads at the right time, if our advert interrupts someone's video or activity it only makes them hate it more," and with my speech, she left. She was right, I had to get back to work. No matter how boring.

So I began to work, ever so mundane work, ever so boring work, it was extremely boring and felt useless. But I knew I needed to work if I wanted to keep this company going, and so I did. I worked through the day, until it was time to leave, and so I did, today's work being finished and all.

While I was in my car, waiting to get home, I realised that I lived alone, and suddenly felt extraordinarily lonely. But another human wouldn't do, that would probably only work through marriage or dating, but that didn't feel like the way to go, even though it would most likely work. I wanted a pet! More specifically a cat, so I ordered a grey cat with the occasional black patch off of the internet. It was almost seducing in the picture, elegant and all.

Once I had arrived home, the cat was in an open box in the doorway, I picked it up, brought it into my humble abode, and began bonding. I first ordered some cat food and fed it. It started to vaguely warm up to me, but it was still reluctant. So I decided to buy a cat feeder, it would automatically give my cat food when I allowed it. Once it arrived, I tested it out, and it worked perfectly, and I realised I didn't know the gender of my cat, so I checked the website and saw that it was female, and continued watching my cat gobble up the food the machine had laid out for her.

Cats in my old world would not have taken a human as their friend so easily. In the world I was then in, the species had evolved to be much quicker to recognise humans as their owners. Their life literally depended on it, they had to manipulate humans to make sure they looked at them in a good light. It was essential to their survival. They also evolved just to be cuter, perfectly manipulating the humans to their desires.

I let her walk around and roam the house to get to know the layout. I needed to work out. And so I did, 12 pushups, 11 pushups, 10 pushups. The cat tried to disturb me while I was doing my second set, but I ignored it and it quickly moved away. Cats had evolved to please humans, if a human was displeased with it for doing an action, it would try not to do it again. After my short workout, I went into the bathroom, pulled up my sleeves, and saw that my forearms, biceps, and triceps had grown slightly. It was a small difference, but enough to motivate me.

I picked up the cat, stared at it intently, and realised I hadn't given it a name, so I began brainstorming. "Brainstorm, brainstorm, brainstorm! That's it! I will name her storm," I finished my thought with her name and subconsciously said it out loud, "Storm, great name," I put her down as she was squirming. I wondered whether she would be important later on.

I made dinner, I forgot what I actually made. I ate it, and did not give any to Storm as I didn't know whether it would be very healthy for her, as she was a cat. I remembered that Storm didn't have anywhere to sleep, so I ordered a bed that was here within 7 minutes. I placed it in a corner in the living room and went to bed. However, instead of sleeping in her bed, she followed me to my room and slept with me. I then proceeded to remember to brush my teeth and actually do it. Storm stayed in my bed as it probably felt too cosy to leave for her.

I eventually fell asleep.