Nervously, Danielle asked, “How did you bring me here? I was knocking at the door of the house and…then I remember the darkness…and then just being here.”
Kimar nodded again and replied, “The realm between your space and our space was parted. It is not unlike stepping through one of your doorways.”
“I’m sorry. What? You ‘parted’space?” Danielle had seen plenty of science fiction programs on television but couldn’t believe what she was hearing. The shows that were popular with her friends she thought were silly enough, but this was too much.
“Yes,” said Kimar. “It does not matter.”
“Of course it matters,” replied Danielle, testily. “It matters a lot to me how I got here.” She pulled her denim jacket tight around her shoulders and hugged her knees tightly to her chest.
“You misunderstand, Danielle,” said Kimar. “The realm between our lands matters, naturally. We simply asked it to not matter so that the space could be parted quickly.”
Confused, Danielle thought of her science teacher, Mr. Johnston, and what he would say to this crazy statement. She replied, dismay lining her forehead, “You…parted space? By asking it to?”
Kimar tilted his head just a little before answering, “Of course.”
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