On Butterfly Wings III: Nosebleed

Avatar Author: J. Rein B. Was an extremely eccentric 16 year old from the good ol' Philippines. I'm now 18, and I still like science fiction, ambigrams, and other stuff. Read Bio

“You know what a black hole is, don’t you?” she continued.
I started to regret ever nodding.

“You see, we worked on the principle that singularities have the capability to drag spacetime to such an extent that it actually creates closed time-like curves. These curves, however are hidden behind a ‘horizon’ of sorts.
“This horizon is actually made up of particles going in a circle for infinity, thus the energy build up there is infinite, making it nearly impossible to enter without being zapped.”

Somehow, she managed to say these things despite of the alcohol coursing through her bloodstream. I’d applaud to that, except for the part where I understood nothing of what she said.

Apparently, my confusion showed in my face, ‘cause she said, "Oh, okay, you don’t want to be bothered by the details. Well, I guess it’s enough to tell you that my partner and I, after a few years, managed to find a way to freeze this boundary temporarily so that it could be used.

“And we did use it.”

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  1. Avatar ElshaHawk (LoA)

    with some dire consequences they did, but if I’d caused a horrible black hole and the loss of my partner, i might hide out in a bar too to forget the reality…

  2. Avatar J. Rein B.

    Aww, you basically got the gist of the story, Elsha.

    It was quite predictable wasn’t it?

    Now, I must find a way to make it novel.

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