Volume 5

299 The Oriole Behind

It was the same everywhere.

An interesting thought struck me.

If there was someone else, who existed like I did, in this ‘third plane’, would this space eventually fill up and would we have a whole new set of rules that were different from the real world and the Split Zone?

The answer was obvious. As long as something existed, there would be competition and there would be rules.

Another thought struck me just as I was planning to go back to the lady’s car.

Crack in space, crack in space, crack in space…

This was just a crack in space, but does that mean that I might not be the only one in here?

Those trapped in the crack in space couldn’t go to another dimension nor return to where they came from. But nobody said no one else would be here.

I didn’t know if I ended...