Wednesday, August 16, 2017

A Dancer in the Infinite - Chapter 11


Chapter 11



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     In so far as it is accurate to speak of one universe as existing in reality, quantum theory implies that it is necessarily equally accurate to speak of other, different universes as existing in reality too. So other universes exist in exactly the same sense that the single universe that we see exists. This is not a matter of interpretation. It is a logical consequence of quantum theory, albeit one that somehow, seventy years after the theory was discovered, is still in dispute. – David Deutsch


There are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, Than are dreamt of in your philosophy- Willaim Shakespeare.




The Doctor waved some sort of electronic wand all over and around her, and said, “Okay, you’re good,” in almost accent free English.  “Tre Bien” he finished in his native tongue.  He placed the wand in its holder on the side of the machine to which it was attached.

“Great.”  Marie said, “Now will someone tell me WTF this is all about.  I think I’ve been pretty damned patient to be honest, and I think I deserve an answer.”

The Doctor looked at Barry, placed his hand on his friend’s shoulder, smiled, and walked out of the room without even looking at Marie.

“I guess it’s going to be you then”

Barry nodded slowly, a smirk growing over his face.  “It’s hard to explain.  And even if I do a great job, you’re not going to believe me … but, let’s start with the easy part.”

“Fine.”

Barry Allen drew a deep breath and began, “Well, it’s like I said, you said yes to Question Number Six on the application questionnaire, meaning that at one time you owned a cat.”

“Okay.”

“Well, that means you almost certainly had some latent Toxoplasma Gondii infection.”

“I beg your pardon; I have what kind of infection?”

     “Well, you don’t now: the Doc cleaned that up for you.  But, to answer your question, Toxoplasma Gondii is a brain parasite that is able to utilize any warm blooded host, but can only reproduce sexually in feline species, specifically in their digestive tract.  The current estimate is that 60% of North Americans and Europeans are infected.  But, as I said, it’s nothing to be concerned about. The Doc took care of that.”

     “You think I have brain parasites?”  She was angry and offended.

     “Had.  You had brain parasites.  Yeah, absolutely.”

     She shook her head in denial.  “That’s bullshit.”

     “Nope, it’s not.  And it’s not the worst part at all of what I’m about to tell you, but maybe we should wait until we get back on the road.”

     “If you think I’m getting back into a car with you after this shit, without a proper explanation of what this doctor and brain parasites bullshit actually means, you’re fucking nuts.”  She folded her arms over her chest.  Despite herself, she did find that she trusted this strange man, her self-proclaimed rescuer.

     “Toxoplasma Gondii has some pretty unique properties.  It can manipulate behavior of its host by taking control of the dopamine production in the brain, it also climbs into your amagdalia — your fear center and adjusts your fears to its liking.”  He paused.  “It has shaped civilization on this planet over the last 8,000 years, give or take.”

     Marie narrowed her eyes in disbelief and shook her head slowly.

     “It gets … um … more, um … unbelievable as we go.  You can check this stuff out of Google or whatever when we’re in the car.  Anyway, the Toxies, let’s just call them Toxies for short, possess another unique characteristic … they have quantum antennas for inter-dimensional information transfer … they’re basically a form of extra-dimensional invasion … probes that relay sensory input to their masters and allow their masters control of the parasite’s hosts.  This world is all but conquered by these things, and almost no one realizes it.  Yeah, let that sink in a bit.  That’s how they spy on us and try to stop us from doing things they don’t want us doing.  Wallace Patel is one of their agents.  He was originally one of ours, but they got to him by way of a pretty girl with toxoplasmosis.”

     “Seriously?  You’re trying to sell me this shit?”

     Barry face turned stern, “It’s not shit.  It’s the truth.  The Doc can administer a lie detector test on me right now, if it will make you feel any better.”

     He seemed sincere.  He really did.  Marie didn’t know what to think.  “So, you’re saying I can look this Toxoplaswhosis stuff up on the internet?  Even the space alien invasion part?”

     “Inter-dimensional Invasion … they’re not space aliens at all … they’re not from our universe … but, no, not that part.  The other stuff on the parasites though, yes, it’s thoroughly documented … including the part about changing the host’s behavior and even changing the very courses of civilizations … definitely yes … a quick Google search will back me up.”

     “WTF are you guys doing at this chateau?”
     “We’re just a small group of theoretical physicists like the retreat website said.  That’s the truth.”




copyright 2017 Diana Hignutt

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