You’re about to crack this case wide open.

“Your boy space friend is stuck in limbo,” you declare. “By traveling through time, you two have opened up wormholes to other dimensions previously unknown to humankind. Religions may call it ‘limbo,’ but it’s more of a multiversal void. A world where, instead of trees and dogs and Scholastic Book Fairs, there is only eternal nothingness.”

“Can we rescue him?” she worries.

“Absolutely. I’m on the case. We’ll need a pool net and a time travel device,” you explain, holding up your slammer. “I’ll be out in a minute. Oh, and Crystal?”

Crystal awaits your next words.

“Thanks for playing pretend with me. I really needed this.”

“Anytime,” she smiles.

THE END