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"A couple of days ago, I would have considered that a very odd thing to say. "
Shrike nodded. "Yes. Your little vision problem," she said. "First of all, that burning hotel you saw…? Im sure by now youve noticed that the world is a much more flexible place than youre used to. Time isnt the same everywhere you go. And space can change depending on what time it is. Understand?"
"Hello. My name is Spyder and Im five years old. Have you seen my mommy?"
Shrike smiled and looped her arm around his. Spyder liked how she felt. "Listen," she said, "the waterfront is one of the places where the edges of all the Spheres, the planes of existence in which we live, meet. Its why the markets here. I was able to stay at a hotel that hasnt been built yet in this Sphere of existence because its already been built in another Sphere. Unfortunately, time being a slippery and relative thing here, the hotel has already burned down in another Sphere. Thats what you saw. For me, though, it hadnt burned down. I was booted for an exorcism trade show. "
"You went into the future, but you went into the wrong future?"
"Close enough. I was already in the future and the future I didnt want, the one with exorcists in party hats, drifted close enough to make my room reservation dis-appear. I have to find another place to sleep. "
"You can crash at my place," Spyder said.
"No, thanks. "
"Im not coming on to you. My girlfriends moved out. Theres plenty of room. "
Shrike removed her arm from his and leaned over to retie one of her boots. "Im sorry about your girlfriend, but my client isnt expecting to find me in some cozy Victorian flat. Don
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