under a purple sky watching the blue sunrise probably would. Walking so far had a higher potential to call attention to us, but it also helped to prove my point.
Iâd mentioned punching through a wall instead of using a door before, right? Walking without going through theIn-Between was kind of like that. The In-Between was the door; but it was also crazy , and I wasnât sure she was ready for it yet. There were some stories among the older Walkers at InterWorld about new recruits whoâd gone insane and needed to have their memories wiped after their first trip through the In-Between. I wasnât sure I believed those stories, but why take chances?
âSo you can travel through time,â she said, watching me like the jury was still out on my sanity.
âI canât,â I clarified. âHue can.â
âAnd he can take us with him.â
âYes.â
âTo the future.â
âYeah.â
âTo this âhome baseâ of yours that was completely destroyed.â I nodded. âWhy canât he take us back in time, to before it got messed up? Or forward to some other time when everyone is okay?â
âIt doesnât exactly work like that,â I said, but she clearly wanted more explanation. âI think he needs to have something to anchor on,â I said, trying to recall everything Acacia had told me about timestreams and anchoring and all that. âLike, heâs kind of fixed on me, so he can follow me wherever, even through time. And Iâm fixed in my personal timestream, so I can only go back and forth within that one.â
âThatâs inconvenient.â She looked like she was trying tofigure out whether I was making excuses or not.
âMaybe, but it also stops regular people from messing with time, which could cause all sorts of problems,â I said, but an idea was nagging at me. If I could go anywhere, if Hue could take me anywhere, would the Time Agents come pick me up? Jay had said they were kind of like law enforcement for the timestreams. . . . If I started messing things up, would that get their attention? Could I get them to help me?
Too risky , I decided, remembering how Iâd been treated at the TimeWatch headquarters. Theyâd kept me in a jail cell and ejected me into the future without a word; I wasnât going to risk letting them do it again. There was too much at stake.
âSo you and I are going to go into the future and start recruiting more of us, before the bad guys can use a combination of science and magic to remake the universe,â she said, pulling me from my thoughts.
âThatâs essentially it, yeah.â
âAnd youâre saying there are hundreds of us, spread out over every dimension.â
âThe number is probably incalculable,â I said, recalling when I searched for my name in InterWorldâs dimensional database. Iâd come up with a few thousand matches on my name alone; who knew how many versions of the rest of there were, all with names like Josephine and Jo and Jakon and Josef.
Those last three were teammates of mine. I missed them.
âItâs hard to say how many of us there actually are,â I continued, pushing aside my sudden melancholy. âSince there are more dimensions being created and destroyed every day. Every second, even. But thatâs too much to get into right now,â I said quickly, seeing her open her mouth to ask. She shut it irritably, her expression heated. âWhat matters is getting back to the base weâve got, getting you and whatever others we can find trained, and stopping FrostNight.â
She was staring at me, and I was starting to realize how crazy I sounded. Not just in terms of âYou expect me to believe things that sound crazy.â Even if you bought everything I was saying about HEX and Binary and time travel and multiple dimensions, even if you decided that was all completely real and sane, I