The End of it All
Uncertainty, however, is the devil in the details. As a Quantum physicist, this is something you absolutely are aware of, so you pause to re-visualize the door and then you reach for the handle and go to turn it.
The door swings open easily and you step through into an unfamiliar living room to the surprised faces of two young children. Your parents are no where to be seen, and you realize that even after re-visualizing the room, you have absolutely made a mistake. There are preschool age toys and blocks strewn about, and instead of your parent's recliners, there is a well-loved couch. The children, who are no more than 5 year old identical twin, girls stare, with mouths agape, their large brown eyes the size of saucers.
Certainly, you think, with some amusement, that if they had known how you'd gotten here, they would be even more surprised at the entry of this stranger.
Suddenly, from around the corner, a woman with dark brown hair and the same large brown eyes dashes into the living room. She must have heard the door, and wondered who it was. She looks at you with a mixture of surprise and confusion.
"Why are you in my house? Who are you? Where's Dave?"
You have no good answer for any of these, so you stammer, "I-I'm sorry, I thought this was my parents' house. I'll just be leaving."
You hurry back out the open door into the cold air, and it closes behind you with a slam. You study the door. It is most definitely the same antique brown door on your parent's house.
"But they can't have moved," You think.
You turn to face the street. Things here are similar enough to the neighborhood your parents live in that you would have been sure that you were in the same place you had imagined. So where are your parents?
You reach into your lab coat and find your cell phone. You turn it on and find that it has no service.
Dread reaches into your heart. Could you be in a parallel universe? It's possible, but you didn't plan for this contingency. All of the objects you'd placed through doors had come through perfectly fine. How could you have ever known?
You reach to your neck. The mysterious stone that had made this possible is still there. It glows a faint blue/green on the chain around your neck. You are still no closer to understanding how it works, but you are grateful for it because it means you may be able to make another door back to your lab.
Now you just have to decide whether to explore this area further for more data, or try to go back.
The door swings open easily and you step through into an unfamiliar living room to the surprised faces of two young children. Your parents are no where to be seen, and you realize that even after re-visualizing the room, you have absolutely made a mistake. There are preschool age toys and blocks strewn about, and instead of your parent's recliners, there is a well-loved couch. The children, who are no more than 5 year old identical twin, girls stare, with mouths agape, their large brown eyes the size of saucers.
Certainly, you think, with some amusement, that if they had known how you'd gotten here, they would be even more surprised at the entry of this stranger.
Suddenly, from around the corner, a woman with dark brown hair and the same large brown eyes dashes into the living room. She must have heard the door, and wondered who it was. She looks at you with a mixture of surprise and confusion.
"Why are you in my house? Who are you? Where's Dave?"
You have no good answer for any of these, so you stammer, "I-I'm sorry, I thought this was my parents' house. I'll just be leaving."
You hurry back out the open door into the cold air, and it closes behind you with a slam. You study the door. It is most definitely the same antique brown door on your parent's house.
"But they can't have moved," You think.
You turn to face the street. Things here are similar enough to the neighborhood your parents live in that you would have been sure that you were in the same place you had imagined. So where are your parents?
You reach into your lab coat and find your cell phone. You turn it on and find that it has no service.
Dread reaches into your heart. Could you be in a parallel universe? It's possible, but you didn't plan for this contingency. All of the objects you'd placed through doors had come through perfectly fine. How could you have ever known?
You reach to your neck. The mysterious stone that had made this possible is still there. It glows a faint blue/green on the chain around your neck. You are still no closer to understanding how it works, but you are grateful for it because it means you may be able to make another door back to your lab.
Now you just have to decide whether to explore this area further for more data, or try to go back.