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would seem this reality answers to your thoughts, even instructions.
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    â€œAnd how cool is that?” Still, playing here for an hour or two was not the same thing as being stuck. But was she stuck? Could she get out the same way she’d stopped falling? She wouldn’t know until she’d tried.
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    â€œI want to go home.” Nothing. Then, getting all the way back to her reality might be a bit of a stretch. How about the one she’d left to arrive here? “I want to go back to Eric’s dimension.”
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    Try instructions not requests.
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    â€œTake me back to the Torans’ dimension.” Old habits rose to the surface and she added, “Please.”
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    Nothing changed. “Okay, maybe there’s a time delay?”
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    I don’t think so. Everything is instant here.
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    She frowned. “Then what am I doing wrong?” She stood up and turned around. “Is anyone here? Can anyone hear me? Hello.”
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    A faint echo sounded.
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    Hello.
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    She frowned. “An echo means something has to be here. Sound bounces off objects in order to create an echo. Right?” She couldn’t remember much about the science behind the repeating sounds, but she was pretty sure they couldn’t exist if they didn’t have something to hit and rebound off. She vaguely remembered hearing an echo when she’d been screaming for Eric.
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    â€œHello!” she shouted.
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    Hello.
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    There it was again, faint, but definitely an echo. Excited, she strode off in the direction of the sound. She kept her gaze in front of her so as to not look down at the endless nothingness beneath her feet. New reality or not, some fears needed to be kept submerged before she created them accidentally. “Stylus, is it possible that there could be people here? Like yet another reality? Maybe there’s a whole new species of people who live in this In-between dimension. I mean, why not? I’m breathing and speaking. Thankfully I don’t have to go to the bathroom or have an appetite right now, cause that’s just not going to work out too well…but maybe there are others like me here.” The concept brought a smile to her face and a lightness to her footsteps.
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    We don’t believe so.
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    â€œBut you don’t know – do you? And if you don’t know, you can only guess.” She laughed. “This is new for both of us. Not just me.”
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    Since meeting you, there has been much new for both of us.
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    She stopped, considered the stylus’s words and nodded. “True enough. Well, together we can find whatever the sounds are bouncing off of. Maybe that will lead us to a way out.”
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    Or lead you further from your point of entry.
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    Ah shit. She hadn’t thought of that. She spun around and looked back the way she’d come. Of course, she could see exactly…nothing.
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    And she’d lost track of how long she’d been travelling. “Do you think I need to keep track of where I landed?” She chewed on her bottom lip, worrying away on that new concern and wishing she’d thought of it earlier. “Did you keep track of it?”
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    We have noted the coordinates of your entrance point to this dimension and your exit point from the Toran dimension.
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    She brightened. “So we can go back there at any time, right?”
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    In theory, yes. However as our knowledge doesn’t cover this instance, we can’t confirm that.
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    She pondered that. “I think you should keep track of every step I take here. On all levels. Because we fell a long way in that first drop. Add the other couple of smaller falls and the vertical distance could be huge. It might be hard to get back up there.”
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    You should be able to think yourself back there.
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    She nodded. Theoretically that might be possible, in reality, well, that remained to be seen. Should