at least then we could see it fully. There are some....risks though..." She huffed, "As it stands I have no guarantee that once we bring it into your rip that we could even get out....I'm working on that bit..." She chuckled nervously
"So I have a working hypothesis that if pulled something that's been changed into a hostile dimension..." She paused and rubbed the back of her neck, "Like your rip....No offence it's lovely it's just hostile and a different dimension. SO I think it would force it all the way out into the open--
"Not so much as us being bonded and more because the fact we can see beyond this physical realm. Your rip for instance is an alternate dimension. At least that's what I've come to understand." She would never ask to experiment on Iryana. Shed rather not subject her to that. Maybe Wislawa though...--
more. "It's inscrutable. However you and can go beyond this realm....." She taps the glass causing it to ripple like the waters of Iryans rip. "I think you and I could at least see the scope of what we're dealing with." She sighs.
that the effects we see are just that, effects. We haven't seen what this thing really is. Imagine you're a fish and a person reaches in and grabs you. You in that moment think of the hand as the entire entity. You can't comprehend the much larger being that hand is attached to." She smiles once--
she continued along the catwalk pointing at various cells, "You've been in contact with The Frequency at this point, da? The way it can twist things." She stopped in front of a cell and looked in. There was nothing in there at least nothing viable. "It's interesting. I have a working hypothesis --
it was a female voice on the other end. A familiar one at that, not a male voice like she eluded to. "Yes sir, I'll get on that in moment. No no you aren't interrupting anything...... Yes sir, I'll send my report." She hung up the phone and looked back towards Iryna. "Bosses am I right?" --
something in her coat pocket. "Must be the Department head. He must already know I'm here." She smiled making her way to the phone and picking it up. "This is Dr Orlovskya. How can I help you?" She said in a chipper tone. It was hard to make out but if one tried one could make out that--
"It's not just us, Iryna. It's never just us here." She explained as the stone elevator descended. It stoped with a jolt. The door slowly opened to an endlessly spiraling pit. "Welcome to the Panopticon Iryna." She smiled. A phone on the wall began to ring after Alonya suspiciously clicked--
Russian continued. No one here understood it. She could be herself.