chapter five : the sandwich theory

"were did yo hide the jam?" joseph said while rummaging thought the selves in the small kitchen.
"top-right next to the gummy bears." she replied." why do you need jam. i though you hate jam."
"i do. but, it's more of a visual aid."
" visual aid!" anatela said. " since when would we need any visual aid"
"since the only thing that came into that DOOR were either trying to kill us or too into them selves."
eva, still unknow weather her 27 years of life is non existant, sat on a chair near some stuff she was not ask to touch. she was stil in limbo on what to her existant in this world.
"now!" joseph said. eva paid attention. seeing the item layied on the tray. trying to guess that food may be good place to start. " first of all, you do exist. you are no fiction." it calmed her a little bit." i say fiction because your for another world" that made her confused. "you see, the worlds are like a slice of bread."he took some piece from the bag the showed it to her "now! for every fact, history, information that is written or captured, it is suspended into the worlds. as represented by the peanutbutter" he spread the condomets lightly. " if any information from world would clash to our world,....well! imagine a thyphoon, the worst thyphoon you can ever imagine and appear into thin air. i should know is have seen one hell of thyphoon. so, in order to save my world from total distuction, a thin foil or gel is put in my world, as represented by this....ewwww! delicious jam" her took the glob of jam and slamed it on the other slice of bread.
"don't get it" eva said
"what?"
" you said that if any information from my world came out, a thyphoon would come down on us?"
" well, here's the fun part" he gladly explained " since both our world our connected, it is possible that every piece of peanut butter would cross the treashold of the jam and press though the bread. right" she nodded." each piece of peanut butter a point in time or person on your world. and each piece of peanut butter is converted into brainwave which is then inplanted into a person somewhere, somehow. which is then converted into a book, a play,a film or TV show, that why we call you 'fiction'. you are from another dimension that ,if your a main character, is celebrated in this world as a form of fiction. and thus, the sandwich theory" he took a bite but was disgusted by the food. he really did'nt like jam. he hated jam.
" so, what are you?"
" i can't tell."
" we don't know either." anatela commented.
" i'm a man or a woman, let just say 'gender:unknown', with a title i can't tell to any one. i really want to be gender-fair."
" a man without name"
" no, i have a name didn't i say 'hi! my name is joseph' to be accurate joseph theodore dreamitry. but that is not my true name."
"what do you mean?
" i don't know my past life. the first thing that i know is this world. this 'job.' "
"amnesia?"
"no! it was erase. when you become me, all the know 'worlds' are downloaded to me. which leave any memories of my life gone."joseph poundered at the notion. think of his past life. what a curse it is to be him. never knowing who is he in his past life. is he a wise man or just plain crazy. was he alone or surounded by friends. that train of thought was ended by the sound of a phone. it was his.
"hello.............what do you mean?.......right thier........are you sure......were coming their." joseph has no time to pause and speak. he just ran out or the room. anatela and eva followed him to his destination.
"what happend?"anatela demanded.
"temporal-reality shift" he explained.
"what do mean by that?" eva wondered.

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