Chapter 11: Newspaper

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"Psst." 

"What do you want Maxwell?" I said groggily as the duplicate woke me up. I immediately noticed the wet spot on my vest from Willow drooling on me while we shared a hammock, Whitney sleeping in the one above us.

"There's something I want you to see."

"No." I said closing my eyes.

"Just humor him or he'll never go away... He's worse than a dog..." Willow murmured.

"Fine..." I said as I climbed out of the hammock, struggling to get up with Willow laying on top of me.

Once Maxwell and I were above deck he whistled to WX-78 and he dropped the anchor next to an island.

"Is this the island with the altar?" I asked as Maxwell lowered the ramp into the sand. 

"No, but I think you'll find this more than interesting." he said as he walked down the ramp.

"Weren't you the one who wanted to go right to the altar island?"

"Yes, well excuse me for finding something of significant importance."

"I do hope you plan on explaining what you're talking about."

Maxwell gave an annoyed groan and said "Just shut up you negative nag."

Maxwell, WX-78, and I walked through the tropical foliage that somehow grew here. I'd taken notice of the vast differences between the main island and the environment we currently found ourselves in. The main island was all bleak and grayish colors meanwhile the world beyond the island was vibrant colors, such as the shy was a turquoise blue, the ocean a deep sapphire, the leaves an emerald green, even the sand was bright compared to the main island. A large part of me wondered how the environmental climates were so different since the main island had a climate more like New England, America, and the ocean and islands surrounding the main island had a climate like the Caribbean or Hawaii.

Maxwell pulled me down to my knees as he and WX-78 got on theirs. 

"You should really stop getting lost in thought so often, I have no idea how you manage to raise a child like that." Maxwell said before shushing me.

I was about to ask why we were looking at an empty clearing when a rustling sounded from the other side.

A young woman walked out of the bushes holding a long plank in one arm and a net full of fish in the other. She was wearing boots, black pants with a large belt buckle, and a red shirt that stopped at the elbows with white frills. Her hair was short and tied in two pigtails that pointed up. She didn't notice us as she wiped her brow and continued on her way and walked into the forest to the right of us, her left.

After a little wait I turned to Maxwell and whispered "Since when are there other people in this world?!"

"I hadn't known about them until now!"  Maxwell responded with an excited grin.

"How?! How didn't you know?! You know literally every part of this world! How did you not know another person was in the world?!"

"I'm assuming the real Maxwell hid their presence from me or they showed up after you did. I kind of stopped paying attention to the rest of the world after I had people to mess with."

"But how did you not learn about them after his death?"

"My powers were effectively erased, I'm surprised I could even materialize outside of the Shadow Realm."

"Then how did you know the book was on another island?"

"I felt it but it wasn't on the main island, so logically it was on a different island or at the bottom of the ocean."

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