“We"ll have to escape together, all three of us.”
He thought about the multiple layers of security, the compound obviously meant to contain high-value detainees. It was impossible for a single person to escape, much less three.
“You can do it,” she said. “Here, put your hands on the cube like this.” She wrapped thumb and forefinger along opposite edges, then placed her other thumb and forefinger similarly but offset by ninety degrees.
He took it from her and did the same, and the world slammed into his brain. Cacophonies of sound and kaleidoscopes of light inundated him.
“Concentrate,” she said, her voice impossibly far away.
He focused on her, and saw a scruffy drudge staring at him from a low slouch. Oh, that"s me, he realized.
“All right, well done. You"re ghosting me, now.”
“Gho
