"She's trapped! I hope she's not trapped."
"What am I going to do now? How will we get her back? Seems she was the only one who knew how to get in."
He needed research. Dive deep into what she'd been doing.
It took hours to leave the forest. Fortunately he had his phone.
***
"He didn't make it. I can still include him."
He'd been with her for decades. Put up with her wandering spells. Supported her.
"What will he do without me?"
***
"What will she do without me?"
She'd had some crazy years in the time they'd known each other. She could've ended up homeless. Or worse. He pushed those thoughts away to go over her notes.
***
"My notes would nice to have. But there will be more."
Her mind was on fire. Felt like she didn't need the book at all. But she opened it. Began to read.
***
He sat among her scraps of paper. Began to read. Notebooks, receipts, Bible margins, even box tops. They were gibberish. Weeks passed before he gave up.
***
It took weeks of reading before it was finalized. Filled the margins with notes again.
She needed to leave the dimension. It was a projection of the wider world onto a small square the size of a prison cell.
***
He had to mourn her. Months became years. Disbelief became acceptance.
She found him at his favorite coffee shop.
***
Everyone will be immortal. With this new science, new way of thinking, they could do so much more. All the world's problems.
She'd need to infect the world. If she was patient zero, she knew who would be patient one.
She knew where he was a regular.