Author: Marc Morisseau
“I don’t get it, Ida” Skitch said. “We’ve been studying this thing for three days now, and I still don’t have a clue as to what it is, where it came from, or how it managed to transport the Commander to us, just like I wished.” I’Da’Arae, the station’s Security Chief, gurgled. “Perhaps it is limited in its wishes”, she said. Skitch could tell by the twitching of Ida’s tentacles that the plant was as frustrated as he was. “Doesn’t the Earth tale say that only three wishes may be granted by the holder of the magic amp?” “Lamp, that’s lamp, Ida” Skitch answered. “And if that’s true, you’re saying maybe I used up the last wish?” Ida bowed in agreement.
“Ok, well, there’s only one way to find out.” Skitch flipped a switch on the exam table where the object lay, bathed in the orange glow of the containment field. One of Floyd’s robots, ‘Trixie’, was holding the object on the table with one of its claws. ‘Thanks, Trixie, I’ll take it from here,” said Skitch, and the wheeled robot released the object, then backed away from the table. Now that the field was off, he picked up the object, cupping it in his hands. His body had turned a bright turquoise.
“I wish I knew where this thing came from,” Skitch whispered. A flash, and the room was gone. Skitch, Ida, and Trixie were standing in the middle of a star field, a myriad of planets surrounding them. There were bright red filaments connecting the worlds, and flashes of light raced between them. In the center of the field was a glowing ruby star, “no, it's the object", Ida thought. Another flash, and they were back in the exam room, the object now held tightly in Skitch’s hands. “Wow, that was amazing!” Skitch screamed. “I’ve never seen anything like!” “I have” said Ida. I’ve seen that star system before.”
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