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I find the drawing almost right away.
It’s in a file marked Combustion Oscillation. An interesting way to hide it. I doubt anyone would open a file like that on purpose.
“This is it,” I tell Daniel. “This is the one I saw.”
“This exact drawing?”
“No, a drawing I made, I think. I must have had to copy it from memory.”
Looking at Dr. Venn’s drawing now, I can see what a risk that presents. There are so many numbers written all over it—dimensions, ratios—I doubt I was able to remember all of them at once. I probably had to copy it in stages, memorizing as much as I could, then bilocating to Professor Whitfield’s lab and writing it all down before I forgot.
“What do you think happened to the other machine?” I ask. “The Edgar Venn in my world made one, too, remember. What do you think
