236. Catfight

Before I could see more, I came back.

Henry put his sleeve against my nose; I apparently had a nosebleed, dyeing his white clothes red.

Preserving my consciousness while obtaining a vision was more energy-consuming than without.

This surely wouldn't be the case if I 'flipped the table' and used the shiny violet coin, but I wouldn't want to touch that power again unless it was absolutely necessary.

"What did you see?" Henry asked.

"I think I saw the office worker in a parallel world, the one we heard about in the news."

"The ones that disappeared from here a year ago?"

"Yeah." I moved his hand away and got toilet paper to hold it to my nose.

"Wash the sleeve out with cold water." I commanded, and Henry turned on the faucet while I continued.

"If they disappeared a year ago, why is your nearest counterpart with them?"