Flanagan Revealed
Olga listened in astonishment as I described my encounter with the alien. “So it pushed a button and sent you back here?”
“That’s what it looked like. But I’m not sure if I was there by design or by accident.”
“What do you mean?”
“I wonder if I woke up in the other place because of the pain or maybe because I was dying.”
“I don’t follow.”
“Maybe the machinery or whatever that keeps us here doesn’t handle pain well. Maybe pain interferes with how the interface processes signals from the brain.”
“Interface? Processing signals? What are you talking about?”
“Those words just came to me. Maybe the other me knows those terms and the memory broke through.”
“That’s a lot of maybes, darling.”
“True, but it’s the best theory I can come up with.”
“You aren’t thinking of doing something foolish to test your theory, are you?”
“Of course not.” I think Olga knew I was lying but she let it go for the time being.
