Chapter 86
Theresa plunged into a world inhabited by a billion blue bubbles, Jeremy behind her, arms wrapped tight on the air-cycle.
“Cool. Look at that. The bubbles are moving against the current. They’re alive.” His voice was as warm and whispery against her ear as if this had been real life. The vibrations of his chest were hot against her back.
“I didn’t write this.” It was a simulation. She knew it was a simulation. But she could feel each bubble tickle her skin. The realism was fantastic.
“Uh, what do you mean you didn’t write this? This isn’t the land of the Mad Priest again, is it?”
“I didn’t think up any blue bubble worlds.”
They slid down through the layers. The bubbles growing in size as their cycle bored downward through this dimensional construct.
She tapped the keyboar
