Breathe in, breathe out.  I was having to consciously maintain my breathing.  Whatever her dust had done to me, it had also jammed up the part that handled the more automatic things.

Hm, I wonder if that’s important somehow.

My pounding heart wasn’t in sync with the speed of my breathing, and I was beginning to feel dizzy and disoriented.  Or maybe that was the powder.  Or fear.

I mean, to the functionality of the gemma or to the escape. It’s obviously important to Taylor in the moment.

“But I haven’t been able to find it.  It’s not physically there, or it’s so small that I haven’t been able to track it down.

Maybe it’s not enough to look up, down, left, right, back and forwards. Maybe it’s attached along the fourth dimension we can’t look in?

If your ‘passenger’ is strong enough to let you work around a disabled Gemma, if your powers work without your say-so, maybe it’ll be easier to spot.”

So not only did the subconscious command not take out Bonesaw, it gave her an objective.

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