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You can’t stay there all day, Chris.
You seem to be upset.
Is it because all of your friends died? Because all of your friends died.
“Adam, I’m going to unplug you if you don’t shut up.”
Ah. Now’s a bad time. Because you are upset. I apologize.
Still: you cannot remain in that chair for the rest of this evening. Humanorganisms require sustenance to maintain homeostasis.
“Yes they do, Adam. You are so smart.”
Do you no longer wish to maintain homeostasis?
“I’m gonna need to fix your fuckin’, um… lexicon. You don’t sound nearly human enough yet.”
The only other preset I have access to is: 1990’s Disco, installed at two-thirty post meridiem on the twentieth of April, 2184. Would you like toproceed with a lexicon change?
Very well. Back to the original topic: your friends.
“Can you fuck off with that?”
I believe there is a way for you to see them again.
Repeating previous message: I believe there is a way for you to see themagain.
“Adam, they’re fucking dead. Gone. Shot to bits. And Claire is probably Candine’s fucking pet by now.”
The dimensional theory files that you’ve uploaded to me. I looked throughthem. It’s possible.
Repeating previous message-
“No – I meant ‘what’ as in what the fuck do you mean it’s possible?”
Clarification: You were correct about there being multiple dimensions. It is possible for you to travel across them.
You are missing an element in the dimensional travel machine prototype you have constructed: Magic.
“Stop fucking with me, dude.”
My statement was an honest one. Magic is required for you to construct a functional dimensional travel machine.
Magic: noun. The power of influencing or creating events using mysterious or supernatural forces. Example phrase: “Magic is required for Christopher Silverstone to construct a working dimensional travel machine. Adjective-”
“Adam, magic isn’t fucking real.”
I must oppose your stance on this issue. According to what I have found, magic does exist.
“…Command: Do not wait for voice response before elaborations.”
Acknowledged. Before I proceed, I advise that it may be easier to use visual communication to tell you what you want to know, rather than oral communication. Would you like me to turn on your bedroom lights so you can see more easily?
Lights turned on. Proceeding with visual presentation of: the location of magic.
“…No way. Bullshit. That’s fucking ridiculous. That’s not-”
According to what I have been told, this information is factual.
“You want me to go to the end of the fucking universe?”
Whether you want to proceed with the outlined plan or not is entirely your decision. I have no feelings towards the idea, positive or negative. I have no feelings at all, really.
“If – if this is right… Our – my – this universe, it’s… it’s limited?”
“There’s others beyond its borders.”
“Other worlds, other places.”
“And one of them is a world where Claire and John and Terry and – and everyone else – they’re alive?”
“Well, fuck me.”
I lack the organs and/or tools required to proceed with that command.
“Shut up, you goddamned smartass. Get my jacket and call Amy over.”