"Run!" said physics genius Quinn Mallory to his 3 other friends. He has started to notice that he has overused that word. Maybe next time, when an angry mob starts to chase after them, he would then yell "Oh shit!" just for a variety in vocab.
"How much time do we got?" said Rembrandt, getting tired from running after 3 blocks.
"You tell me, Remmy," said Maggie, a little annoyed at this day. "You're the one who has the timer."
"Oh yeah. I forgot," said the embarrassed Remmy, taking the timer out of his coat pocket. "We have 30 seconds."
"I don't get it," said the always confused Colin. "Why would people get mad at you for just crossing the street?"
Quinn looked back at the crowd that was gaining on them, and smiled at the situation. "Its called jaywalking. It isn't taken seriously on most worlds because so many do so. I guess they don't think that way on this world. At least we got some money from the ATM."
"More bad news Q-Ball," said Remmy. "The 100s and 50s have the president's picture bigger than normal, and the quarters have a horse on the back instead of the white house. Little looks like normal money." Remmy then holds up the timer: "It's time." The vortex shoots out and opens 5 feet in front of them.
As Rembrandt, Colin, and Maggie jump in, Quinn looks back at the amazed crowd stopping in their tracks. He always enjoys seeing the confused and perplexed faces right before Sliding into another universe. He felt mysterious. So he gave his usual smile and wave and jumps into the portal, just before it closes.
As Quinn was flung out of the other side of the vortex, he hit the pavement of a sidewalk hard.
"Ugg! I really need to fix that thing, so it will land us in a grassy ar--" Quinn's sentence was cut short when he found that their was no sign of his companions.
"Gu-Guys?" Quinn started to panic. "Guys! Where are you?!"
It was pointless. His friends were nowhere in sight. As a matter of fact, no one was around. He decided to keep his cool for a little longer before he worries about his friends. They've been separated before and they might be on another part of this earth. Quinn was the last to slide, so they couldn't have been on the last earth. They had to be here, somewhere.
This earth looked familiar. Like it was Prime, but more the way Quinn wanted it to be. The streets were clean, there was a decrease in the population surplus, and there were no noisy sounds. It was more peaceful then you would expect. As if Golden Gate Park was dominating all of San Francisco.
It was a beautiful Sunday afternoon. There weren't many people on the street, but enough to make you feel like its a busy shopping day. When Quinn would pass someone, they would give a smile or even say hello. It seems like it would be a wonderful place to settle down. But then...
everyone suddenly froze in place. Like someone pressed a pause button on the whole world.
Quinn couldn't believe his eyes his eyes. He was the only one still in motion. He looked at the statued people.
"Great," he thought, "Mannequin world," but then his eye got a hold of something unphysical and unexplanitory. It was a man, frozen in the air. As if he was leaping when everything froze.
"I believe I can answer that," said an old man appearing behind a group of freeze-framed children.
He was a strange looking man. But, he looked like an intelligent one at that. "I have brought you here for a reason."
"But..." Quinn said, changing the subject, "...How is this possible?"
"Oh, I can do this anytime I want," said the old man, smiling. "The whole world, to me, is my television. And I can stop it at my will."
"But, that doesn't exist!" Quinn argued. "You can't pause life."
"Oh, come on Quinn," said the man, waiting to see what Quinn's reaction was and began again. "It wasn't long ago that you came here by opening an inter-dimensional gateway or you slid here. Now, to anybody else, it would seem 'impossible', but you know it's true."
Quinn gave an odd expression. "How do you know that? Who are you?"
"A friend," said the friend. "That's all you need to know."
"All right," said the skeptical Quinn. "If you know this much, then where are the rest of my friends?"
Quinn wasn't satisfied with the man's answer. "I asked you a question. Now answer it!" The man smiled again at Quinn's need-to-know voice. "They're still in limbo. They will reunite with you later."
"So, then why am I here?"
"Because this is no ordinary earth, and you haven't come here by random...This is your creation"
"What?!" said Quinn in a shocked expression. "I'm not following!"
"Let me explain," said the mysterious man. "5 years ago, you first opened a gateway to a parallel earth. When traveling through the wormhole, you created an earth...similar to yours, but had its differenc--"
"Wait" said Quinn, cutting off the man "You are saying, this world was created when I jumped through the gateway the first time?"
Quinn's eyes lit up "Of course. When I jumped through the gateway, I must of changed the way the space-time continuum worked and made a copy of the earths between to make a new...But, that was only five years ago. I saw people that were older than me. That doesn't make sense."
"Well, in essence, this earth is only 5 years old. But, when the second this earth was created, it had a history going back millions of years, because of the other world's history."
"I still don't understand why I'm here," said Quinn.
And with that, the man disappeared, the pause spell vanished and everything went back to normal. Kids went back to playing, people went back to shopping and everything was like nothing ever happened.
"Weird," said Quinn. He then looked at his timer to see how much time he had. But, it wasn't counting down. It was...dead...