“I CAN’T TAKE THE TIME to explain it all. I have too much to do. Just three of us—myself and my two sons. My wife lost her mind. I should have helped her as I’m helping you.”
“I don’t understand,” Harry said. “I remember people, and things, and where are they now? Dead? People can die, but farms, cities....”
“I haven’t the time,” the doctor repeated, voice rising. “I have to run a world. Three of us, to run a world! I built it as best I could, but how large could I make it? The money. The years and years of work. The people calling me insane when they found out ... but a few giving me more money, and the work going on. And those few caught like everyone else, unprepared when the h*******t started, unprepared and unable to reach my world. So they died. As I knew they would. As they should
