From last night pt2: my immediate neighborhood in the dark, complete with creepy #CrescentMoon behind a thin veil of clouds. The light on the building to the right is from those 3 vans. #NYC #NYCLife #WashingtonHeights #blackout

From last night pt2: my immediate neighborhood in the dark, complete with creepy #CrescentMoon behind a thin veil of clouds. The light on the building to the right is from those 3 vans. #NYC #NYCLife #WashingtonHeights #blackout

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FIRE ESCAPE First Draft Update for 8/2/18: The Conva Lab Under the Conva Church

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“What do you got?” I called out as I descended steps into a big room with what looked like a giant turbine in the far left corner. Next to it was a platform that looked a lot like a a clam shell-style performance stage that was made of some kind if shiny metal. Only there was no curtain and the back wall was concave—like an old school radar dish that was very reflective.

On the far right side of the room were several consoles behind which stood Kate, Dot and KJ. Kate was staring at a console.

“Keep working, I’ll brief Jacob,” Dot said waving me over. “It’s pretty self-explanatory, that’s the generator that we think powered a Fire Escape that was big enough to bring over all of Isaac Newtown.”

I looked up at it in awe as I kept walking toward them. Dot continued: “That stage, we think, is
designed to concentrate the energy from either the generator or from the Fire Escape, itself.”

I marveled at the stage—it reminded me of the chrome bumpers old cars used to have. I nearly tripped over several speed-bump-looking things on the floor that suddenly lit up with a warm glow.

“Yes!” Kate called out. It seemed like she had made a breakthrough.

“What did you do?” I asked.

“Got power to the generator. Oh, dawg, I really wish Jill were here to see this now!!”
Warm light came from the generator as we could hear a loud whirring sound as it spun to life. Just then we heard a deep rumble that shook the building.

“That’s not from us,” Kate said.

“The maelstrom must be getting close,” KJ said.

“While I adjust the settings, KJ, get on the comms and tell Wing that we have a way out, and Dot tell Jake about the book we found!” Kate said. I could feel my anxiety stomach again. I decided to take some deep breaths rather than trigger myself. I had gotten pretty good at controlling my abilities.

I joined them behind the console as the light from the speedbumps and the generator got brighter and the noise from the generator began to compete with the rumbles coming from outside. I whispered my trigger word and then squinted through the space between the atoms that made up the ceiling and the walls and could see a wave of blurriness coming toward us from the direction of the Hub.

“Kate. How much longer is this going to take?” I asked.

“Not long, hopefully.”

“Here,” Dot said, handing me a book. “It’s a journal Kate found down here. Kate says it belonged to Jenny Ellsworth.”

I got chills as I looked at it.

“You need to hang onto it.”

“Why me?”

“Because… you’re more likely to survive this than anyone else.”

Her words hung in the air as we started to see evacuees entering the lab.

“Ok Kate! Now what?” I called out.

‪Our neighborhood lost power for about 11 hours yesterday into late night. Pretty eery arriving at home at 2am to find pitch darkness where there has been light for the last 10 years. Luckily, we had plenty of flashlights around and power came back on around 4am. 👍 #NYC #NYCLife‬

‪Our neighborhood lost power for about 11 hours yesterday into late night. Pretty eery arriving at home at 2am to find pitch darkness where there has been light for the last 10 years. Luckily, we had plenty of flashlights around and power came back on around 4am. 👍 #NYC #NYCLife‬

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FIRE ESCAPE First Draft Update for 9/1/18: Why Would ANYONE Not Evacuate the Collapse of their Own Dimension?

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The inside of the religious center looked much like a church.  It was more obvious than ever that these people came from our world at some point in the last fifty to sixty years but because of the way time works here, have lived many many generations.  This church looked like so many I’d seen in movies and TV shows, with its two rows of benches and nice carpeting covering the aisle down the middle to an altar-looking thing.  It was much nicer than any church I’d ever been in, even though it seemed so much older.  The churches I grew up visiting were often store fronts or old movie theaters, not the reverent structures so many rich folks had access to.  But whatever, my life taught me that if there was a God, he wasn’t too interested in helping people of color and that’s certainly what it’s taught me since this whole thing wrapped up.

But inside the religious center did make sense for them to use as a hiding place.  From what Wing could tell us, they were supposed to end up in the civic center but that the old timers gravitated toward the place of worshiping God.

“I mean, I’d go with the more reinforced structure of the civic center,” KJ said, adding, “but maybe they’ll listen to actual reason and let move them there next once that Maelstrom out there starts to close in.”

“We can only hope,” I said.  Though, honestly, I found something admirable about them reaching out to God.  I mean, I have no idea why I found that admirable, maybe there is a part of me that still respects all that religious stuff our parents tried to force down our throats or maybe the nihilist in me respected their recognition that there was no one else to turn to for help at this point.

“But I don’t get it–why didn’t these idiots evacuate to our side?” Dot wondered aloud, and then wincing as Wing, having overheard her words, replied: “It’s a surprise–they didn’t want to force their way into your world like the others.”

“Oh, hey, sorry, Wing, I didn’t mean they’re all idiots,” Dot said.

“Well, some said they didn’t want to invade, while others said that this was their homeland and they always said they would die here so they will even though it is beyond their time.”

“Well, we’re going to try to save them, even the idiots,” Dot said.  “Come on, Kate, let’s find what you’re looking for.”

“Wing, where is the place no one is allowed to go?” Kate asked with an urgency in her voice that I was not used to hearing.

“Um, maybe the high priest’s quarters?”

“That’s a good place to start,” I said, as the doors we’d entered through opened again, allowing soldiers to come in.  My trigger word was on the tip of my tongue when Wing slung his rifle over his back, moved toward the soldiers, while holding his hand toward me.  “No changing!”

It was only then when I noticed that these Conva weren’t even holding weapons, but equipment instead–gear that would have looked at home back on Julio’s shelves. Wing exchanged words with them in Conva and then turned back to us.  “They are bringing field generators from the Civic Center to reinforce this building, you and your friends, go find the secret place and please find a way for us to leave!”

“You heard the Conva, Kate, Dot, KJ, you guys get going and I’ll catch up in a bit,” I said.

“What are you going to do?” Kate asked.  I smiled, ignored her, and started to walk toward Wing and his fellow soldiers.  “He Wing, can you and your buddies use a hand?”
Kate smiled, nodded, and took off toward the altar.

“Maybe.  The generator components are too big for the door way,” Wing said.  I smiled and said: “I gotchu.”

And then I said, “Memories.”

And felt the stretchy clothes Jim had made for me get just a little tighter, saw the floor move a little further away and the door way we’d come through get a little smaller.  Oh and the soldiers looked worried and backed away from me at first but then stopped as Wing spoke to them.
“If you can just make the door way a little bigger!” Wing called up to me.
Minutes later, they had all of their equipment inside and were repairing the bigger door way I’d made with something very similar wood.  Within what I guessed was about twenty minutes, they’d set up the field generators which began to reinforce the structure of the church.

Once I saw that, I moved after Kate and the others.  I found the high priest’s office and then a door that said “DO NOT ENTER” in English and probably the same thing in Conva right below it.  The lock had already been blown apart so I just passed through and moved down a stair case where I found a blown apart door.

Eventually, I found my way into a pretty big lab.

FIRE ESCAPE First Draft Update for 8/31/18: Kate Recognizes the Conva Religious Building, but How?

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“Yo, I’ve seen this before… I think.”

“Where?” KJ asked.

“It was in a book, some notes Jill showed me.”

“Was it like a journal?” I asked.

“Yeah, man. She said it was Jenny’s Journal.”

I looked at the building and could see that several of the symbols and signs on it were all reminiscent of Christian symbols. I could also see that behind and/or under them, were scientific symbols like atoms, microscopes, and magnifying glasses.

“Dude, those religious symbols look like they were literally pasted over the science stuff,” KJ said, smirking. “I knew it.”

Alright ladies, you see what you can find inside, we’re going to go find the rest of the Conva.
Suddenly, we heard a deep rumbling, almost thunder-ish sound roll past us, echoing off of the nearby buildings as it went. I looked back to the hub and the mountain it was built on and saw that the mountain was now being chewed up by the maelstrom and the field generator was very close to being chewed up next.

“Let’s go—we’re about to lose what little lead on this we’ve got!”

KJ and I followed Wing as he led us toward the civic center.

“You don’t think he’s leading us into a trap, do you?” KJ asked.

“A trap we can handle—it’s thousands of Conva refugees I’m worried about. They were right about us—“

“Jake! KJ! Stop!” we heard from behind us. We stopped and turned around to see Kate waving us back.

“We found them! They’re all here!” she said waving. Dot was there, too, waving us back.