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This is not math class.
Math class definitely still exists--she can sense her classmates' and teacher's minds through the walls surrounding the door. But through the door itself, only one mind is perceptible.
...And it appears to be a bar.
Curious, Edie steps through the door and lets it close behind her. When it does, every mind but her own and the one in the room vanish. Even Emily's constant hum in the back of her mind vanishes.
Startled, she yanks the door open again. Everyone snaps back into focus. She examines the door carefully. It doesn't look like it could be lined with the same metal as Dad's helmet...
She lets the door close again, and turns her attention to the other mind in the room.
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"Science does have accidents, but I'm having trouble imagining an experiment that would produce babies by accident when it was trying to do something else."

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"I wouldn't know."

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"It's massively unlikely. Babies are complicated."

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"Are they really?"

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"Well--even fully-grown humans need a certain set of things to survive. Food, air, the right temperature so you don't freeze or roast. Childrens' needs are more finicky than that, and a baby that hasn't even been born yet has really extremely specific needs that are really hard to meet outside of a uterus. Having a completely unrelated experiment produce those exact conditions would be a hell of a coincidence."

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"Oh, I see."

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"I think I'm going to try the door again," she says after a moment, and gets up and walks toward the door.

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No dice.

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Sigh
"Oh, well. At least this is a fairly nice place to be trapped for a bit."
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"It is pretty cozy. I wonder if the door will let me by." She goes up to the door. The door continues existing. She opens it; it is a dorm hallway. She closes it. "I'll stay and keep you company for a while though."

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"Thanks, I appreciate it. Hm...the bar apparently sells arbitrary objects, is there something from home you'd like that's difficult to get where you are? That wouldn't be science."

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"I don't exactly have a ton of money but I'm set for material comforts. I have a nice dorm room and I don't care much about clothes and I have boots that help me not fall over and the school library's great. That said, I am considering breaking a minor import regulation to go home with a case of foreign chocolate to covertly resell to hallmates."

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"Chocolate's nice, there was some in the drink Bar recommended for me."

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"My milkshake didn't have any, but chocolate is great and we have it in my world, so it's not all bad."

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"Yeah. Your world sounds liveable, just annoying, or I'd be working harder to try to work something out evacuationwise."

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"I'm not sure if anything with stomping feet would get mad about evacuating the world but it seems likely."

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"Evacuating the entire world? Sure. Picking up a few people and spiriting them away? I can't imagine it's likely that a cosmic force that let you find Milliways in the first place would be mad about someone coming in and trying to persuade a few of your dormmates to move out."

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"Yeah, probably."

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"Every life matters. Even if you can't save everyone, saving anyone is better than no one."

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"I know."

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"Sorry, I can get a bit morbid sometimes. Thinking about people you can't save."

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"Yeah, me too. And there aren't enough diamonds in the world to bring everybody back."

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"Diamonds?"

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"...Clerics can resurrect people but it requires a lot of diamonds to be destroyed as part of the spell. Also it doesn't work if you've died of old age."

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"Oh, I see. Well, in my world we can't resurrect people at all, so..."

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