In a lapse of judgement, the world tries to fix a global illness leading to the creation of another dimension. Those afflicted with this illness are brought to this other dimension where things may not be as they seem.

Paradox

“It’s on an island?” Devin crossed his arms over his chest, “why didn’t you mention this earlier?” 


Willis rubbed between his eyes, he could already feel the headache coming, “I didn’t think it would be that big of a deal.” 


“I don’t get what the problem is,” Tucker interjected, “do you have a problem with boats?” 


“Look,” Clint looked between the two, “I don’t like boats either but we have to go either way.” 


Devin hitched his bag further up his shoulders, “still would have been nice to know. Do any of you even know how to drive a boat, or are we about to die before the whack-jobs have a chance to grab us?” 


“Tucker and I have both driven a boat before. It’s not all that hard,” Willis walked away from the group towards the marina, “we need to find the keys to one, and once we get to the facility we all need to have a talk.” 


Chapter 33: Santa Monica, California