I Fall In Love In Another Dimension
Chapter 7

They were taken to an elevator hidden behind a shelf of books, which lasted about 10 minutes, which led to a huge secret laboratory, there were a few scientists who looked a little malnourished, but who worked non-stop, when they saw it all began to shout

jubilees: long live Estiben! Estiben is great! Long live the dictator Pontoon!

Entering the room he could see the sheets of his notebooks framed in glass, deducing that his evil wife was the spy, but in his theory it did not fit that he could not know about the failed spy mission, since he had not seen her for days, now he was in this dilemma of working for Pontoon, which would be to betray his country, leaving his children to an uncertain fate or refuse to be killed by a madman who would do it without the slightest sign of remorse.

He integrated little by little to the new work team, he was very surprised because the artifacts they had, were very similar to those designed by his old team, passed by bullet, executed vilely, he only had the tenor Nunez; that made it clear that his wife was not the cunning spy, because she had no idea of electronics or anything, but who is now turned the balance to the emperor Rodriguez, who should already be preparing the victory party, which now was embolato.

It was something very surprising what he saw when he activated his glasses in that place, there were creatures, although they had another aspect, smaller and denser, that spoke with sounds similar to crickets, they told him this:

-"How do you do Mr. Estiben, it is an honor to meet the being that discovered the way to interact our worlds, it is a pity that he gave a lot of advantage to that malevolent being known as the supreme leader Pollux, I introduce myself I am Altares. The benevolent leader of this country on the other side.

Curious Estiben, although very frightened, could not bear to ask him:

I don't understand, as far as I knew, you were beings from another world, how can it be that you already have countries if you haven't been here long.

The strange being grabbed him, as if to try to explain him better:

-yes and no, we are from another planet, but we did not arrive in ships or something like that, it is simply said that in the universe everything is created in pairs, we would be the earth, you the counter earth, here is Pollux, there is Rodriguez, Pontoon and I, even yours must be over there; it turns out that we coexisted in parallel in different frequency of waves, without ever having oscillated in the same plane, in the same dimension it is as if your third dimension were our third negative dimension, just as in the Cartesian plane it would be y or -x-y; until recently, due to some magnetic phenomenon, maybe because of a solar storm or something, we began to observe strange lights, then cloudy structures, then finally some strange beings that when we touched them produced electric shocks, which caused them to fall vibrating very low until they stopped, then we avoided touching them, we tried to communicate uselessly, when we thought all was lost, your discoveries arose to give us hope, unfortunately in another country, fortunately the dictator Pontón, used his little intelligence, rather guided by arrogance, logically it was with the intention that we would help him win his stupid war when there are much more important things at stake, I don't know why Pollux didn't tell you about the delicate situation we are going through, I'm sure he must not have much confidence in President Rodriguez who now proclaimed himself emperor, well what can you expect if he is your counterpart, I assure you that this could result in even greater chaos, it turns out that one of the two worlds can be destroyed by the other, one body cannot occupy the space of another. That is the uncomfortable truth, when the time comes we will have to decide which one has to follow its course.

Estiben looked at him thinking about how his life had changed these months in which he was immersed trying to get a good job to be able to get a divorce, to now have multidimensional world leaders ask me for his help, he did not feel worthy, he was just a loser, who all his life had made bad decisions, how was it possible that he had married three times, they say that one makes a mistake out of ignorance, but if he repeats it is stupidity. He also listened to what Altares was talking about, how was it possible that that being could say all that to someone he had just met, and even more, one more question came to him so important that he could not avoid it, it was this one:

-Altares, I do not understand why you say that a decision can be made to save one of the worlds? If this is feasible, it would be logical for you to keep it to yourself as Pollux surely did, from which I deduce that it may be a lie to try to manipulate me or that it is possible to replace a solution so that both planes can be saved. But I am not the most expert scientist, in fact, I think I am not expert in anything, only in looking for problems.

The strange being made a laughing sound that was more like a dental drill, and then produced a sound that said this:

-Mr. Estiben, you broke the dimensional visual impediment, that makes you the most valuable scientist, which leads me to think that your counterpart is the teacher Yací, who thanks to her was able to break the communication barrier, since she was its inventor, it became strange to me that Pollux extracted her from a mental sanatorium in which she was interned because they considered her crazy for her strange theories, we tried to recruit her, if not that according to the official version is that she died in an accident with her whole family, I do not consider it to be true. What we do know is that both my troops in this vibration and those of the dictator Pontón, we have under siege the Pollux and President Rodriguez, when the time comes we will be able to replace out the true whereabouts of her.

Estiben again wandered in several thoughts, perhaps he was not intelligent, his superpower was perhaps to imagine several things at the same time, many had said to him: asleep, engrossed, dull, dumb and even what was fashionable autistic, in those ramblings he remembered his family, his children, his friends, if the counterpart killed his entire family to avoid leaks of information. Then, what fate would have befallen his family? A strong, but trembling sigh came from his chest, suddenly he also thought of his wife, it was strange, he knew he hated her deeply, even though he loved her one day, it must be that he thought he owed her some loyalty, since they had been married for about 8 long years or maybe it was habit or maybe he did not want to be alone, he had already thought about it many times. So what would he do? Perhaps the best option would be to make a pact with Altares to ensure his family in exchange for work, which did not even occur to him, he only thought of some of the crimes of the dictator Pontón, not only those he committed at the time he met, but also those he saw on television, he was a despicable tyrant, he exterminated the dark-skinned races, he took over all the companies, he transformed a very prosperous country into a very prosperous one, he transformed a very prosperous country into a hell of scarcity, he came to power promising a thousand stupidities, he shepherded them with the staff of hatred for the previous governments promising hope, change or improvement in the standard of living, he swore that he would not perpetuate himself in power, which is why thousands of people marched through the streets when it was one of the first things he did and that silence under the tires of his tanks of war. While it was true that he did not believe in nationalism, that dictator was a source of great repudiation to him. But that meant he could not refuse, he would have to work for those monsters while he found a way to escape to get back to his family and get them to safety, as if he were a man of action. On the other hand, his reasoning was interrupted by the being Altares thus:

-Estiben you think about it a lot, as if you had many options, the steam of the decision already vanished, you only have left to ask for something that maybe can be given to you, that if I guarantee you that if we win your name will be glorified in history, since its pages are always written by the winners.