Reality Engine Abridged: Part 4

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“What happened?” Melody asked.

“I don’t know,” Sarah said.

“I can’t see a thing!”

“I can’t either.”

“You’ll get your vision back in a minute,” a familiar voice said.

“Shelly, is that you?” Melody asked.

“Yeah, it’s me.”

Sarah and Melody slowly gained their sight back. Once they’ve fully regained their sight, they saw Steve, Shelly, Michael, Allison, and Alex.

“What happened?” Melody asked as she examined her surroundings. She and her friends were in an oval room with giant screens, a window, and control panels. “Where are we?”

“We have no idea,” Shelly said. “Steve and I went for a walk and we saw these UFOs. Then one of the UFOs shined a light on us and we ended up here. That’s what happened to all of us, actually.”

“Why are we here?”

Angel walked into the room. “I’ll explain everything,” she said. “My name is Angel. Those UFOs are from a planet called Oberon. More specifically, they’re from the country of Kratos. They’re looking for a machine called a reality engine. It’s a machine that can manipulate time. Scientists from Kratos invented the machine many years ago.”

“What does this have to do with us?” Allison asked.

“You will help me dump the reality engine somewhere in space, so nobody will get their hands on it.”

“Why did you choose us to help you?”

“I used the reality engine to discover that you are the keepers of time and space. Tempus, the god of time, created keepers to maintain space time continuum. As the keepers, you have memories from every universe where you exist, you are all also psychic. You also have the power to open and close portals and tears through time and space. You all also have additional powers that are unique to you. Those powers would be triggered when you’re lives are in danger. You’ll have to discover those powers yourselves. Come on, I’ll show you around.”

Angel’s space-time-dimension ship had large pantry, three bathrooms rooms, six bedrooms, a mess hall, a laundry room, an entertainment room, a virtual reality room, and the bridge.

“So, that’s the tour of the ship,” Angel said. “Anyway, it is now 1:00 in the morning, Newfoundland Standard Time. Just pick a room and get some sleep.”

Melody and Sarah shared a bedroom, while Steve and Shelly shared another bedroom. Michael, Allison, and Alex had their own bedrooms.

Throughout the night, neither Michael nor Allison could sleep, because they kept thinking about how their relationship ended. Michael also thought about how he and Allison were now on the ship. There were a few times throughout the night that Michael took this as a sign he and Allison should get back together.

The next day, everybody ate breakfast in the mess hall.

“Here’s the new plan,” Angel said. “We’re going to take the reality engine back to Oberon, in the hands of the Libertas government. After looking through the different timelines, this is our safest bet. This will be a long journey.”

“How long?” Shelly asked.

“It will take five years to get to Oberon and another five to get back to Earth. So, ten years all together.”

“Ten years?!” everybody shouted.

“How the hell can I raise a kid on a spaceship?”

“It will be better than raising a child on a planet that’s invaded by the Kratos Army. That would be worse than raising a baby in Nazi Germany. Plus, if the Libertas Army makes their way to Earth, it will be a war of the worlds. So get comfortable.”

That night, everybody on the ship watched old movies and TV shows. Michael and Allison sat on the opposite ends of the room. Throughout the time, Michael kept thinking about how he and Allison broke up.

They broke up when they still lived together.

“We don’t have any money!” Allison screamed. “Get it through your fucking head. There is no money in writing. You will never make it as a writer, no matter how hard you try. Your books are nothing more than a drop in the ocean. Stop trying to make money from your books and get a real job!”

“Okay, I’ll do that,” Michael said. “I’ll take a job that I’ll hate, making less money than I am now.”

“I keep telling you to apply for health care repeatedly, but you’re not listening to me. Are you too stupid to make your own decisions?”

“Don’t you ever talk to me like that again!”

“Excuse me? You’re the one to talk. You never listen to me, and you get upset over the littlest things. Whenever I ask you to do something for me, you don’t do it right. I don’t need this shit. I’m done with you.”

The more Michael thought about their breakup, the angrier he got.

Michael left the room and he decided to walk around the ship to cool down. On Michael’s way back to the entertainment room, he saw Allison coming out of the bathroom.

“Hey,” Allison said.

“Hey,” Michael said.

“Are you okay?”

“To be honest, no. That breakup really did a number on me.”

“I know.”

“Look, I get why you broke up with me. But you made me believe that I was a horrible boyfriend. What’s worse, you almost crushed my dream of becoming a writer. But guess what, my books were helping me financially when we were still on Earth.

“I’m sorry.”

Michael had unresolved feelings for Allison. There was a part of him that wanted to get back together with her. But there was another part of him that just couldn’t.

“So, what now?” Michael asked. “Where do we go from here?”

“We could start over again as friends,” Allison said.

“I’d like that.”

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