- Don’t be afraid, you have already done it twice. You can make it once more. -
- Adam? - Thought David.
- Welcome back, David. Come, we don’t have much time, and I have things to tell you. -
David walked to the trap door, which opened to reveal a flight of steep stairs spiraling into the purple glow, and began to descend. At the bottom of the stairs was a circular room, the exact copy of the room he found under his hut, on the island. But here, the metal coating the wall was of a black onyx instead of gray. In here, the purple light was more intense than he could remember.
The Communitron stood in the middle of the room, but was not empty. Adam was sitting in it, wearing the helmet. He was not moving.
- This is not my island, - said David.
- I know, it’s my projection of it, this wa
