"I'm not," I piped up. "Assuming this really is the third dimension, of course. If it's not, that sort of thing gets a lot more complicated...don't want to spectralize anyone, you know..."
Rayah looks at us as though she said a different language. "What?"
I roll my eyes, "Nothing."
She mouths my words mockingly and I slap her across the face. She holds her cheek and leans back in her chair, pissed. "Your lucky I don't have the strength to hit you back."
I shrug and look back at Danny. "Can I have a whiskey?"
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
"Well," I began. "I was part of a science team that was experimenting with string theory and stuff like that, and we ended up discovering these higher dimensions. And it was all really cool at first, because the first seven were really different from this one, like alien worlds, or something. But then two of the other guys went to the twelfth dimension, and that's when things got really messed up. The twelfth dimension looks exactly like the third dimension, so unless you have a really advanced particle scanner, there's no way to tell the two apart. And the people there are called specters--and they can tell if someone's from another dimension. And the really scary part is that if they touch you, your strings get damaged beyond repair, and you get turned into a specter yourself. That's what this is from." I held up my left hand, showing Danny the burn scars on my palm. "I touched a half-spectralized person."
I'd be lying if I said I heard every word. I only end up hearing every other word. A little guilty for it, I nod and pretend to have understood it all. My eyes set on the burn she shows me and I can't help but reach out and graze my fingers over it, apologizing for it afterwards.
I'm never what I like I'm double sided And I just can't hide I kind of like it When I make you cry 'Cause I'm twisted up, twisted up Inside
"Sometimes, it's a lot for me to handle, too," I admitted, chuckling to myself. "Especially since I had the equations wrong at first. A couple of us nearly killed ourselves in the eleventh dimension... But enough about that crazy stuff. Are you in college, or what?"
"I'm going to College in about a few months. Just not in the real world. For training. Just like Rayah over here." I look over at her for clarification.
She was daydreaming and she looked at me. "Oh, What? Oh, Uh, yeah..." She said, twiddling her thumbs.
"Do you know if your gonna even get in?" I ask.
She shrugs, "I've defeated Hades. I think I can get into Demi-God college." She chuckled.
All you need is faith, trust, and a little bit of pixie-dust!
"Must have been," I chuckled. "You're not the only one, though. I blew up my particle collider experiment once when I was messing around with antimatter."
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