"Where are we?" Peter asked, the wonder gone from his voice and replaced with a tone of fear.
"You're right where I want you to be," Jill, or 'Derby' in this world, said from the other side of the large, blackened room, switching on a lamp. "You're in my world."
"Jill, what the hell are you talking about, and where are we?" Matt asked, getting a little peeved at this sudden change of surroundings.
"I am not 'Jill.' You're in my apartment downtown."
"Where?" Anton asked, his first word since coming into the apartment- both this one and the one in the 'real world.'
"Like I'm going to tell you! Fools. You're where everything is backwards for you. And the only way to get out is for my double, that giddy little Jillian, to come and get you. But that's not going to happen, seeing she doesn't even know where you are."
"We don't even know where we are," Matt muttered under his breath.
"That's what makes it even better." Jill turned to the group once more. "And you'll have to get used to being here, because there's nothing you can do about it." Jill walked to the apartment door and opened it. Leaning back into the room before closing the door, she said, "Have fun, children. Don't get lost..." Then she was gone. 
"So what are we going to do?" Lindsay asked, concerned for her well being as well as the others'.
"By OSIR protocol, we should..." Matt started.
"Screw OSIR protocol! Can't you see this goes way beyond anything that's ever happened to us? This is an alternate universe, more important than Alan Tremblay's abduction or the Arch!" Peter exploded, not being able to take it anymore.
"Peter, calm down!" Lindsay tried unsuccessfully to calm him.
"No, I won't calm down! I... I can't understand how you could just show up here then go by standard protocol!"
"Because it's the right thing to do! And you know that!" Matt didn't like it when people undermined his authority.
"Oh, shut up, Matt! You're the whole problem!" Peter only got to finish his sentence before the power went out and he crumpled to the floor.
11:30am
Jill entered her English class 30 seconds before the second bell rang. It was going to be a good day; it had been so far. She took out her notebook and copied the questions to be answered concerning the class book they were reading, 'The Old Man and the Sea.' She felt a sudden pang of coldness, but mistook it for a breeze and shut the window beside her. Sure, it was going to be a long day, but English class was a lot better than Science. |
