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7

 

Helen knew she shouldn’t ask but she did anyway. “Just why are we having this debate, David?”

 

“Don’t you remember yesterday,” he said, “when I said that I would prove to you that there was at least one more dimension than the three we generally accept?” I’ve just demonstrated that there is obviously a dimension from which things can appear and then remove themselves to. And I’ve just proved that in a closed dimension – like the orange – there can be an apparent freedom to move in any direction with no awareness at all of anything outside of the orange.”

 

“Yes,” said Helen, “but if you’re going to tell me that the orange is representative of our universe then your argument is flawed completely because our space is infinite and the orange most definitely is not infinite.”

 

Helen sat back confident that not only had she made a good point but also on this, most rare of occasions, she had managed to blow a hole right through David’s theory.

 

Her self-satisfaction lasted almost 10 seconds.