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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'Times New Roman';color:#000000;background-color:transparent;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre;white-space:pre-wrap;">Â The steps reached a landing, then continued in the opposite direction, still going down. Â At that level they reached the ground floor, where a number of glow heaters kept the subterranean temperature palatable in the open space, which extended larger than Intrepid expected from the size of the house above. Â This chamber had to reach across the street, and several houses down each way. Â The glow heaters also provided the only source of light for the moment, and in their wake a large, curved silhouette extended from the backdrop. Â A flashlight permeated the darkness, held by Rover, that illuminated a metallic shine on the hull of the object.</span></p>

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'Times New Roman';color:#000000;background-color:transparent;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre;white-space:pre-wrap;">Â There was little else, some dust covered boxes and other miscellaneous along the floorâs edges, to be interested in. Â They boarded the ship single file, entering a white painted hallway with open doorways lining each side, and at its end, in a windowed observation deck, a stairwell was visible to lead to the next floor up. Â Tiberius guided them into the second room on the right, where a confined chamber behind Imagination shields had been set up.</span></p>

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'Times New Roman';color:#000000;background-color:transparent;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre;white-space:pre-wrap;">Â The room suddenly took on a blue hue. Â Imagination effuse swirled in Kateâs hands and washed up her arms in a form of mist. Â âWe have to disinfect him.â she stated.</span></p>

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'Times New Roman';color:#000000;background-color:transparent;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre;white-space:pre-wrap;">Â âCareful,â Rover warned, stepping forward with a hand towards Kate. Â He rested it on her shoulder, and her manifested Imagination decreased in intensity, slightly. Â âRemember, he wonât react well to Imagination, not in his current state.â</span></p>

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'Times New Roman';color:#000000;background-color:transparent;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre;white-space:pre-wrap;">Â âNo, nephew,â Tiberius said, âthese bodies are reconstructed. Â Rebuilt, with Imagination, like you do when you smash. Â My work utilized Imagination, as well as Maelstrom. Â You wouldnât want to wake up a pile of disjointed limbs.â</span></p>

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'Times New Roman';color:#000000;background-color:transparent;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre;white-space:pre-wrap;">Â âSo how will we access the pocket dimension?â Intrepid demanded.</span></p>

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<p dir="ltr" style="line-height:1.38;margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;"><span style="font-size:11pt;font-family:'Times New Roman';color:#000000;background-color:transparent;font-weight:400;font-style:normal;font-variant:normal;text-decoration:none;vertical-align:baseline;white-space:pre;white-space:pre-wrap;">Â âNot we; they.â Tiberius pointed two fingers at Cyclone and Kate. Â âItâs about six miles up, and a conduit of fractured dimension must be maintained between it and this room. Â With chaotic forces, implementing such a conduit would be easy. Â But to destroy Unverse with Imagination means concentration, and finesse. Â You, Nexus Figures, must imagine the world around you like a single strand in a twisted, intertwined mass of fabric... and rotate that strand in the certain spot where it meets with our pocket dimension enough that it loosens so slightly. Â Twist too much and you rip a hole in Unverse, like Red so eloquently described.â</span></p>

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