The Extraterrestrial Portal Response Team thanked me for volunteering. I nodded. And opened the rusting metal gate shaped Wormhole.

  • Spacetime dimensions increased exponentially.
  • Sixteen.
  • Sixty four.
  • Each one approached at a right angle.
  • I was everywhere infinitely.
  • And nowhere at once.

Four humans marked my return from Outer Space. A woman with children. My wife.

‘Kids, pack your bags. We’re going to stay at Nana’s. Your father has been at the Poitín again.’, she said.