Trillion smiled mildly and went on. Dan
interrupted.
“ I
once heard you call these Others redshifters. Why did you call them
that?”
“ Yeah,”
asked Mary. “I'm curious too.”
“ In
physics, redshifting happens electromagnetic radiation or light from
an object moving away from the observer is increased in wavelength,
going toward the red end of the spectrum. Simply put, a redshift
happens when light moves away from an observer. In terms of how this
affects us, it is an ethical, moral one. Those who are redshifters
move away from what is beneficial or good for all living things, save
themselves. They are the enemy. So, we apply a physics principle
to the moral issue at hand. They move away from the light of goodness
while those in blue turn toward and are supportive of life on this
earth.”
“ So,
can humans too be redshifters?” Asked Jack.
“ Most
certainly,” said Trillion. Then he went on. “This place
is one of the portals that needs to be protected from them. One that
as of now doesn't work. All of the portals we know of are closed and
hidden from the others.”
"How
do you hide them?” Asked Dan.
“ They
have a protective barrier. Each building that houses them has this
invisible barrier over it. It can't be seen. It's a cloak, but it
works to cloak specific things within a space instead of the entire
space. Over time, you will see more of what I mean but I do mean to
let you have a look. This place is our portal. Andrew and I have to
get it working. Come. I'll show you what I mean.” Trillion and
Andrew led them to the back of the store and downstairs. It was
filled with cobwebs and reeked of a dank smell.
“ Can't
be good for books?” Asked Dan glancing at Andrew. Andrew
shrugged.
“ I'm
near broke. Had an incident here some months ago which caused it.
Tell you later. I'm trying to do something about it. I swear.”
Once they got downstairs Trillion went to the back of the room. It
was lit with a bare, flickering incandescent light bulb. Trillion
pulled back a series of old shower curtains to the back wall. Except
the wall was not there. In place was what looked like an opaque,
web-like or space. Behind it was a soft humming and muted light
seemed to flicker on and off every few seconds.
“ What
the. . .” exclaimed Jack.
“ Can
we touch it?” Asked Dan. Trillion looked at Andrew then at him.
Andrew nodded.
“ Be
careful. It is dangerous. Ethers and gases and things that you don't
want to breath in for too long.” Dan moved forward to the
invisible wall and gingerly touched the opaque mass. It felt like
spiderweb and mist, a strange sensation. It also felt wet. He pushed
his hand farther in and it disappeared.
“ Wow,”
murmured Mary.
“ So,
this place is like a tunnel or like a wormhole?” Asked Jack.
“ Yes.
With these portals, we can monitor the movements of the Others and
hide and escape from them more easily. When we fix it we can fight
them more effectively. We will have an edge.”
” How
did they get here? The portals?” Asked Dan.
“ A
good friend of mine. My captain. He created them. He died in a
resistance coup against the Others. This was a century ago. He only
told a few of us where these places were and had them hidden first
within old abandoned buildings and then when technology took its
leaps and bounds during the Industrial Revolution through the web
cloaks. He himself was known as an inventor rivaling Tesla.”
“ Dan,
what does it feel like?” Asked Mary.
“ Like
fog or mists. Sort of wet. And weird. Once you put your hand through
it disappears as if it never existed. So, will we meet every week?”
He glanced at the other two.
“ I
don't see why not,” said Mary hopefully. She clutched her
stomach absently.
“ Every
Monday?” Asked Dan.
“ Every
Monday,” said Jack. There was screaming and then the sound of
wailing sirens outside. They stopped talking until the sound died
down.
“ Every
Monday then. So what do we do with all this