Chapter 16
“When returning to a parallel world, always select a familiar point of entry.” – Beauregard the Great, Instructions for Visiting Parallel Worlds
My bike slams through the loop of silver sentient before me. One moment, I’m on Umbra. The next, I’m driving up a broken asphalt road to the Ozymandias Chemical Plant.
Time to finish that monolith. At last.
My bike tears through the greenish puddles that line the road. I tool up to what should be the building’s side door. It’s gone, though. Now, there’s only a massive hole torn in the brick wall. The sole sign off all the security systems I created are a few wires dangling from what’s left of the doorframe. My heart wilts at the sight. The torn wall reminds me of a blasted solider on a battlefield. Dead.
Which is true, in a way. Th
