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-The nausea and pain let up for a moment,
-but in return Andrew felt like a newborn child.
-He visibly collapsed in on himself and had to fight to keep his eyes open.
-
-``Are you okay?'',
-asked Katt.
-
-``I don't know'',
-answered Andrew truthfully.
-Even speaking was hard for him now.
-The fever that was causing him increasing discomfort was probably the reason for this whole absurd story: He was laying in a hospital bed somewhere,
-had a twenty seven degree\footnote{Celsius} fever,
-and was hallucinating all of this nonsense.
-
-``I think they're gone'',
-said Katt.
-
-Andrew couldn't remember if any measurable time had passed since the last time she had spoken,
-but it must have been because when he --- with Katt's help --- stood up and looked over the edge of his cover the plaza was completely empty.
-The girl gave him another doubtful look,
-but didn't say anything else,
-instead continuing on at a pace that he could barely keep up with.
-After she had taken a couple of steps,
-it got remarkably better.
-The fresh air felt good and the careful movements brought his circulation back in swing.
-In addition whatever he had seemed to come in waves and apparently the time between them seemed to be decreasing.
-
-``How far do we still have?'',
-he asked.
-
-``Two blocks'',
-answered Katt.
-She corrected herself.
-``Three.
-But the gobblers moved in a different direction.
-I haven't ever seen them turn around.''
-
-``And other than that there aren't any people-eating monsters here?'',
-asked Andrew.
-
-He almost counted on a \textit{yeah} as the answer,
-but Katt just gave him a slanting glance and shook her head.
-``Nothing that the gobblers have overlooked.'',
-she explained.
-She didn't say anything for a moment,
-then: ``You're from outside,
-am I right?''
-
-Why should he still lie? In any case Andrew was sure that he wouldn't survive the next hour.
-Either some bizarre twelve-armed and three-headed beast that Katt had forgotten to mention would eat him,
-or he would collapse after a few steps --- or finally wake up from this insane nightmare.
-And he still hesitated to answer.
-
-``I'm not sure if we're talking about the same \textit{outside}'',
-he said.
-
-Katt looked at him unsettled.
-``Is there more than one?''
-
-``If you mean the world that \textit{Men in Black} with their flying kitchen mixers are from,
-I'll have to disappoint you'',
-he replied.
-``I haven't ever heard of these types before.
-And of their Science-Fiction-Helicopters and Star-Trek-Weapons definitely not.''
-
-``Aha'',
-said Katt.
-
-``We don't have any of that'',
-insisted Andrew.
-``Other than that \dots'' He shrugged and looked back at the sky,
-that was still completely black and starless.
-A crazy thought crossed his mind: Could it be,
-that he had jumped through time from some unknown phenomenon? Had he ended up in a bleak and fear-inducing future or in some kind of terrible parallel universe? He thought about that possibility in earnest for a moment,
-but arrived at the conclusion that the combination of accident victim/brain damage/nuthouse was much more realistic.
-
-``I think so.'',
-he said in the end.
-
-Again Katt looked at him for quite a while in a way that he didn't want to interpret --- even if it seemed to him that she wasn't especially happy about his answer.
-``And how is it \dots there?'',
-she asked with hesitation.
-
-``Its kinda like here'',
-answered Andrew.
-``But completely different.''
-
-Katt seemed to be somewhat insulted,
-but she didn't say anything but walked a little faster so that he had to use what little strength he had left to keep up with her.
-
-In some regards Andrew was right.
-He needed some time to clear his thoughts,
-and Katt would just ask him more questions that he wouldn't or couldn't really answer.
-There were enough questions bouncing around his head that he didn't have any answers to.
-He was stranded in a place that shouldn't exist,
-was followed by men that fired at him for no reason with weapons that have even less reasons to exist and flew in helicopters out of the next century,
-and had almost been eaten by monstrosities that looked like they had been created by Roland Emmerich.
-
-Oh yeah,
-and just as an aside: Nick was dead.
-
-A deep sorrow overcame Andrew as he thought of his friend --- Nick hadn't been anything else.
-His friend.
-Maybe the only real friend he had ever had.
-He felt as if he had betrayed him,
-yes,
-as if he was at fault for what had happened to Nick,
-and in a certain sense it was true.
-If he hadn't convinced Nick to let him drive,
-then maybe the kidnappers wouldn't have been able to outrun them and hide in the Cessna \dots
-
-Andrew stopped that thought short.
-What-if thoughts wouldn't help him further.
-He didn't have any choice other than to keep going and to wait and see what happened.
-
-While he was walking two steps next to and a step behind Katt,
-he stealthily looked at her probably for the first time since they had met with actual attention.
-He had to think of the nightmarish face that he believed he had seen in the factory hall.
-So far he had automatically assumed that it was Katt,
-but now he realized how bitterly unjust that was to her.
-He corrected his estimate of her age down by at least one year,
-maybe two.
-And he noticed something else that so far he hadn't thought was possible,
-but also confused him a lot: He suddenly saw how pretty Katt was.
-Even hunger and lifelong hardships that emaciated her to the point of almost being a caricature,
-her natural elegance and grace hadn't been affected.
-
-``We're almost there.''
-
-Katt raised her hand,
-and as Andrew followed her gesture,
-he saw that they had passed the burning building a long time ago.
-In front of them was another block of ruins and behind that he recognized an unswerving line of darkness that divided the city in two halves.
-The river,
-that Katt had been talking about? He tried to discern what was on the other side,
-but he couldn't work it out.
-The ruined city seemed to continue there,
-but he couldn't really see anything other than more shadows.
-There were no signs of the \textit{day} that it seemed to be on the other side as far as he could see.
-
-A sharp pain shot through the back of his head.
-At the last moment Andrew suppressed a yelp of pain,
-breathed in deeply and held on to the mad hope that it was just happenstance and that it would go away soon.
-Instead of that it slowly spread out like a spiderweb of white-hot threads,
-and after a few seconds his old friends nausea and dizziness added themselves to the mix.
-He didn't have much time.
-
-Katt seemed to feel how he was doing because she quickened her pace,
-and Andrew trotted after her until they had reached the line of solid blackness that separated the city of ruins.
-By now he was in such a state that he would have stumbled right into the abyss had Katt not held him back at the last moment.
-
-``What\dots?'',
-he mumbled dazedly.
-He wasn't sure if his voice was still understandable.
-Or if he was speaking at all or if he had just imagined it.
-
-Katt just considered him with a pitiful glance.
-Her voice suddenly took on the tone that you only use with very young children (or very old people) and still weren't sure that they understood.
-``Just stay right here and don't move,
-okay?''
-
-Andrew nodded obediently --- he probably would have also nodded if she had told him the lottery numbers from last week ---,
-and Katt made a funnel in front of her mouth with her hands and expelled an especially warbling scream;
-it wasn't especially loud,
-but it was so piercing that it must have been audible\footnote{\href{https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GHMjD0Lp5DY}{this book sponsored by Audible\texttrademark,
-use code ANDERS or text ANDERS to 500 500 to learn more} \textsuperscript{/s}} throughout the whole city.
-
-``My sister is waiting on the other side'',
-she said.
-``She'll let the bridge down,
-don't worry.''
-
-Andrew wasn't worried.
-He also couldn't remember if he had asked a corresponding question,
-but just in case he nodded anyway;
-Very carefully,
-as even that small movement made the headache he had explode.
-
-Katt raised her hands again and repeated the warbling sound,
-then stomped the ground madly and yelled.
-``Ratt god damn it! Where are you?''
-
-``Ratt?'',
-asked Andrew.
-Did she have to yell like that? His head would explode if she kept yelling around like that.
-
-``My sister'',
-explained Katt.
-
-``Katt and Ratt'',
-giggled Andrew.
-``How peculiar.''
-
-``Does something about that bother you?'',
-asked Katt sharply.
-She glared at him defiantly for a moment and roared for her sister louder than before.
-
-Andrew distorted his face demonstratively and took a step away from her;
-however not a very big one and not without getting within two steps of the \textit{river}.
-
-It wasn't a river.
-Apparently they were speaking the same language that used the same words,
-but meant different things.
-What lay in front of him had no similarities with a body of water.
-It was a good five meter wide canal of weather-beaten gray concrete that went down an indeterminate distance.
-Andrew precariously bent over and immediately righted himself.
-He had only had a short glimpse into the depths,
-but he didn't see anything that reminded him of water.
-
-``What's down there?'',
-he asked.
-
-Katt shrugged.
-``The gobblers don't cross'',
-she said.
-``Isn't that enough?'' She didn't wait for Andrews answer,
-instead regarding him with an almost hostile look and roared as loud as she possibly could for her sister.
-This time she used a whole litany of insults and curses that would have made Andrew blush in any other circumstance.
-
-It worked.
-This time it was just a moment before he heard a bright squeaking voice and a long spindly shadow appeared from the silhouette of the city ruins on the other side of the river.
-Andrew tried focusing on it with wide eyes for a few seconds,
-but he couldn't concentrate on one thing that long.
-His thoughts were increasingly revolving around himself.
-It was impossible to focus his thoughts on a single thing for more than a moment.
-He was more nauseous than he had ever been before in his whole life.
-
-``We've almost made it'',
-said Katt.
-``I knew that I could rely on Ratt.
-Just one more moment.
-Can you keep it up that long?''
-
-Of course not.
-He nodded.
-``Yes.''
-
-Katt's facial expression explained very clearly what she thought of that answer.
-But she was diplomatic enough to not say anything,
-instead concentrating on the delicate shadow hat was slowly lowering over the river with a shrill screeching.
-Andrew followed her lead --- at least he tried.
-
-His thoughts were getting more and more confused.
-He was unimaginably nauseous.
-He had the worst headache on this side of the Andromeda galaxy and his fever had a good chance to break the Guinness world record;
-actually his blood had surpassed the boiling point and must have been steaming out of his ears like an overheated pressure cooker.
-
-For some reason he thought the whole thing exceptionally strange.
-
-Squeaking and aching the spider-web-like outline lowered itself more before it impacted their side of the \textit{river} with a long echoing bang and Katt was suddenly very lively.
-``Can you keep on going?'',
-she asked.
-
-``Sure'',
-answered Andrew and sunk to his knees.
-Katt caught him and did the most embarrassing thing to him that had ever happened: She bounced a bit in her knees and threw him over her shoulders with no hesitation.
-He could feel her sway under his weight for a moment,
-then found her balance again with a quick motion.
-She turned around and ran off with almost provocatively light steps.
-
-Andrew was almost glad that he wasn't currently understanding all that was going on around and especially \textit{to} him.
-If what he could recognize of the \textit{bridge} that Katt was prancing over with mischievous ease was real,
-then it was definitely a pure nightmare: a breakable structure of \textit{tied (!)} together rungs and struts that was aching under each of her steps,
-as if it wanted to collapse at any moment.
-
-Andrew looked into the deep,
-but he regretted that almost immediately.
-There was \textit{something} below them,
-but he couldn't say what.
-Whatever it was,
-it scared him to imagine what it was based on what he had seen so far.
-
-After what seemed like an eternity they arrived at the other bank.
-Katt stumbled two more steps on terra firma before she collapsed to her knees with an exhausted groan and let Andrew glide off her shoulders like a wet sack.
-He fell,
-which hurt less than he expected and rolled two,
-three times across the ground before he stopped,
-laying on his back.
-Underneath him was soft grass and earth,
-not hard stone.
-Through his closed eyelids he saw bright sunlight.
-But Katt had told him that the day wasn't over on that side of the river --- whatever that meant.
-
-He wanted to open his eyes,
-but he was only successful after his third try.
-Something really was wrong with him.
-Something was incredibly wrong with him.
-
-It looked like the effort was worth it.
-Above him a cloudless and almost obscenely radiant blue midsummer sky stretched out over the facades.
-Their slightly shifted to the left lines weren't any different than the ones on the other side.
-They were the same burnt-out soot-stained ruins like on the other side.
-It seemed that the destroyed city continued on this side of the river as well.
-
-As if from a great distance he heard Katt's voice,
-but it wasn't talking to him;
-even though he was too dazed to comprehend any of the words that were being spoken,
-he could feel it.
-A different,
-more bright and somehow hissing sounding voice answered,
-then light steps that were hardly audible on the grass approached.
-
-Katt appeared above him.
-She looked sweaty and so exhausted as if she had just done such extreme bodily exertion that hadn't just pushed her to her limit of what she was capable of,
-but possibly a little over it.
-And the concern in her gaze had grown so much that Andrew,
-in spite of his dazed state,
-asked himself if it weren't advisable for him to seriously worry as well.
-
-``This is Ratt,
-my sister.'' She made a hand movement towards a shadow that was just outside of Andrew's field of view,
-making him use quite a bit of what energy he had left to turn his head and blink up at the figure that was approaching him from the other side.
-Katt's sister seemed to be somewhat smaller than her,
-and he had the crazy feeling that she had a type of shaggy fur coat,
-even though the sun on this side of the river was burning down so hot that it was almost uncomfortable.
-He couldn't really identify Ratt as the sun was directly above her,
-so that the glaring light actually drove tears into his eyes.
-
-``This is Andrew,
-who I was talking to you about'',
-Katt continued,
-obviously turned toward her sister.
-
-Ratt came closer and bent over curiously.
-Andrew still couldn't really identify her,
-but something wasn't right about her head either.
-In spite of the head she seemed to be wearing not just a fur coat,
-but also a fur hat.
-
-``He says he's from outside'',
-Katt continued.
-``I don't know if that's true,
-but he has the sickness\footnote{he got down with it}.''
-
-Ratt bent down even further,
-and Andrew,
-who had just wanted to start to be frightened about Katt's last remark thought better of it and fainted.
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