Alter-Talon’s TEV dropped to the floor.
I stared at the space where they’d disappeared, wondering what to do next. My knuckles still hurt from punching the woman I loved. Dr. Coursey coughed, gagged, and bled out on the floor of the brewery.
I picked up Alter-Talon’s TEV. Like Sata’s, it reflected light in a prism, and lacked dials and controls. But I’d learned how to use it while free-falling. I could follow Vicki and Alter-Talon into his world, and get her back.
Just as I was getting ready to mentally tune in to the octeract point, I caught myself and touched the TEV on my chest. This one was programmed to transport matter to the dinosaur planet. I’d promised Vicki, only a few seconds ago, that, if given the chance, I’d save Boise over her.
I wasn’t one to break my promises. And if I went after her, without trying to return Boise to this universe, she’d never forgive me.
WTF was I supposed to do? Save the woman I loved, or sacrifice her life, and mine (since the poison was slowly killing me), in order to save five hundred thousand innocent people?
What would you do?
I made my decision. Then I closed my eyes, pet the bunny, and stepped through the wormhole into a parallel universe.