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Jason's phone rings. He's in the car, making his way back home from The Emissary Game. His head swims with
thoughts as he fumbles with the phone.
Vivienne, who had given him her number, is calling him. His stomach lurches, unsure what to do. He knows he isn't ready to have the conversation he's about to have. As much as he wants to make things right, he still needs the time to compose himself and quit feeling so bad.
Jason thinks for a second, but ultimatly picks up the phone.
"Hey Vivienne, I'm so sorry about everything. I mean congratulations, but no amount of money could possibly make up for--"
"Jason, I'm not Iris's sister. You were right about pretty much everything."
"W-what? Do you mean that..." Jason's voice trails off.
"Hey, Jason, it's me. It's Wesley. Wesley Naught of Zero Games fame. So, how are you? Do you have time to talk? Catch up?"
Jason chokes back some tears, "Yeah, uh, hey..."
---
Wesley hangs up her call, which, of course, she had to make through her computer. Her computer has a blinking slate at the very core of it. All the little fiber optic cables blink lights into it, and those signals travel across space and time. It's the same way the whole game has worked.
She wipes her eyes. It's been an emotional day, and speaking with Jason had been a real trip. Hearing from him again, it made her feel so complete. He had saved her, and she never forgot him for it.
She looks over at her chess board where the monitor turns on. There he is, her husband, Forrest Carroll AKA "Maximillion Lauder".
As soon as he sees her, his face lights up, "Leelee! We did it! That was so much fun!"
Forrest and her begin talking about their day over the game of chess, just enjoying one another's company as usual. They discuss how the game went, and all the stress that had been put into it. After a while, the two of them begin to get a little tired.
Suddenly, Forrest asks a question out of the blue...
"Hey, so do you know, uh, what happened with the combine? Why did it turn on, do we really not know?"
His voice sounds a little
uncomfortable for a second. It's highly uncharacteristic of his usual carefree and romantic demeanor.
"I just, uh, I had a vision I think, when I was in the sensory deprivation tank, and I saw the combine and you and Jason, and I don't know, I wanted to stop the two of you from climbing on the combine, but I couldn't for some reason. I clearly saw that I was in somebody's body, and I just wonder, was that from the morphogenetic field? If so... does that mean that there really was someone else there?"
Wesley shakes her head, "Don't worry about that. I mean, it's sad that me and Jason died, but there's no real point to worrying about that anymore, okay? It was a freak accident, and as far as I know, nobody else was there. I know you're just worrying about me, but look at me, I'm okay, so don't worry."
Forrest laughs it off, "Of course! Of course I won't worry! I never worry about those types of things! It was just something that you might have wanted to know..."
In Forrest's head though, the mystery person haunts him deeply. Every night he sees the combine from the eyes of the third person, unable to get it to leave his head.
Forrest's love for Wesley is so strong that he would do anything for her. Ever since he was a young boy, he wanted to be a great husband to his eventual wife, so naturally the question of how to stop this unknown figure begins to occupy his spare time. He can't just leave it alone like Wesley told him to...
He can't...
---
Wesley is grateful.
As much as it haunts her, she's glad the accident happened.
It gave her a chance to meet her wonderful husband, which she never would have otherwise met.
She still remembers her grandmother's blinking slate stone falling out of her hand as she gripped the rope above the spinning blades.
When that rock hit the blades at such an angle to create a slice down the direct center, it created a unique rock.
Years later, when she walked behind her house, she found the blinking slate stone still there by the combine. That was the first time she heard Forrest Carroll, as that day he was going for a walk outside of his house too, and he was talking loudly on the phone.
It was weird meeting him that way, but that split rock was there for both him and her, and so they called each other from across the vast distance of time.
Wesley would not have it any other way.
The End
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