PULP & POPCORN

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"You mean something came through that hole?"
"Yes."
"Is there danger of us getting pulled into it?"
"Not with those repressors in place. The worst that might happen to you is a slight
headache from exposure."
I stepped closer to the Intrusion, my curiosity stronger than my fear at that point. If
I moved to just the right angle, I could see into the center of it. On the other side, there
was something bright, polished, crystal architecture. It was impossible to make out what it
was exactly, but it was obviously somewhere else, somewhen else.
"So how often does this sort of thing happen?"
"There are nine active Intrusions in the world right now. Since the original Incident,
there have been fifty-four of them altogether."
"Is that a lot?"
"Every single one of them threatens the structural integrity of our timeline. So, yes,
that's a lot."
The door behind us opened again and Williamson stepped in, holding a gun the size
of a scuba tank. He grinned as he handed it over to the Commander. "Something just
tripped the first barrier alarm."
Commander Future threw a switch on the side of the gun, and the barrel began to
spin, a low hum filling the room as it did so.
"Okay, when I said the worst that could happen was a headache, that wasn't entirely
accurate…"
"Why?" I felt the rush of endorphins being released as the fear hit me like a blast of
cold water. "What's the worst that could happen?"