I try to jump from my seat. The leather shackles bring me abruptly to "reality". The taste of blood returns in my throat together with the utter panic and realisation that I am still being held captive.
"What did you learn?"
"No! You are not real! No more! Please wake me up!"
The Doctor punches me violently. So hard that the shadows of the candles flicker from the gush of wind his arm generates as it collides with my already bruised face.
"You are not real." I whimper.
"No. That was one of the previous lessons. Stay with me now.What did you learn?" He raises his hand ready to strike.
I stutter."Wait!" I sit a little straighter in the chair, "We should not be afraid of what we cannot control. My fear of flying in the twisted dimension was irrelevant in the end"
"And..."
"Everything is about sheer luck. It was pure luck that the meteor struck the Earth in the twisted dimension during that flight—
"Luck? Wrong Charles. There is no luck."
" I am not Cha—
Another punch.
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The Twisted Dimensions
Ciencia FicciónA man wakes up tied and beaten. He is hostage to a dark figure that calls himself The Doctor. There is no escape. The only way out is to find the answers The Doctor seeks by sending our hero to the infinite twisted dimensions where we exist in diffe...
