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"Uhuhu! Yes, yes, yes!ā
Rising to his full, not-so-glorious height, the gentleman scientist wiped some sweat from his forehead and beamed at his finished creations! The corners of his lips threw fits before spreading into a freakishly large grin! Ear-to-ear and all teeth!
Right in front of him sat a huge doorway made of wood, metal scraps, and chunks of marble! And hooked up to it was a good olā bolt-shaped lightning rod in all of its golden glory! After months of bleeding, sweating, and crying -- all those days of listening to the other survivorsā lacking beliefs and jeers -- He, Wilson P. Higgsbury, had finally made the gateway! Their gateway to freedom! Oh, if only the others could see it! Right here and now! Heā¦ He probably shouldāve built these closer to camp instead of tucking it a tad far away, deep within a dark forestā¦
āI couldāve taken a bit more of their ridiculing,ā The scientist sighed to himself while slipping his bag back on. āWouldāve saved me from the blasted trip back to fetch them.ā Wilson then gave the doorās frame a light pat-pat-pat as his grin softened. āCanāt fix that now, can we, Mr. Wayout~?ā Tittering to himself, heād swivel on his heels and began to stroll towards his camp. āIāll be right back! We need Ms. Wickerbottomās help to power you up and--ā
Before he could even finish, there came a flash of light, accompanied by crackles and rumblesā¦ Both of which were quickly followed by some soft buzzing. Wilson froze mid-step, his hidden eyes opening wide behind their goggles. Heād turn ever-so-slowly, with his look of shock eventually morphing into that of delight! āS-stars and atoms,ā He whispered while clasping his hands together and trembling with glee.
It was a miracle! Lightning had struck out of the blue, without a single hint of foul weather, snatched by the rod andā¦ Thatās when the door slowly opened, revealing a glorious swirling portal within. I-itās working! Itās working!
The forestās peace was no more, immediately disturbed by the scientistās sharp cackles and excited cries!
Heād jump! Heād twirl! Heād circle his special door like a bubbly dog bouncing around its favorite toy! This wouldāve carried on for a while longer if the clumsy oaf hadnāt trippedā¦ And toppled right into the damn portal.
Murmurs, honking, things rushing byā¦ Wilson twitched where he laid, his gloved fingers gently scraping at the ground. W-wait! What happened to the grass!? With that thought, heād slowly reopen his eyes, shifting just enough to see whateverās above him andā¦
Oh, he definitely wasnāt in The Constant anymoreā¦ Or maybe he was? In a much more populated space? Damn it, he couldnāt see anything passed the giants folks gawking down at him!
āWh-where am I?ā His voice was raspy and soft, barely audible over the concern of a gathering crowd. How could they not be worried or curious after witnessing a little elf-sized man falling from the sky, surviving with only a few scrapes and lopsided goggles? Thank the stars above that he hadnāt fallen on anyone too!
