Savior
I cried when I saw the first pictures of Saturn’s rings being destroyed. But I thought to myself, ‘We’ll beat it, we’ve got to.’ Gravity wave detectors found curious knots of energy that traced back to even more troubling origins. Something was trying to punch through. Another universe? A higher dimension, parallel but centuries more advanced than our own? The jury was out, but no one doubted its trajectory- or what we had to do.
Nine months later, the world was turned inside out. Waves of temporal energy ricocheted across the planet’s surface, bringing with them tsunamis, earthquakes, and blackouts. We were out of time. Somehow, among the millions of volunteers, they picked me. They put me in the tank. I feel the thrum of power, G-Forces crashing down on me as I accelerate into higher dimensions. I will meet our attackers on their own ground.
I expand. Thoughts fly apart. Neurons superimpose. I am lost inside my mind.
I cry.
Then, colors. A roar of stars, of light. I’m spread out, wider than the solar system.
Then,
I’m home.
Something in me solidifies. A fear, an identity- a mission. I fly forward, giddy with need.
Too fast, too hard, I am slipping, sliding between the spaces between atoms. Where I touch down, a city wrenches through five dimensions. Stricken, I reel back, back above it all, embraced by space, by time. I watch them put me in the tank. I’m expanding like a balloon, wider than the whole Milky Way. I reach out, begging for them to stop- and in between my fingers, I can feel it. Saturn’s rings crumbling like time.