To : Date: 02/12/05
Subject: The Awakening
It has come to our attention that an entrance to Location 154B (common name “Juncture”) has been compromised. Remarkably, this intrusion seems to correlate with the prediction made by subject B001 almost seventy cycles prior. We are monitoring the situation, and are prepared to sterilize the incident if necessary.
I have attached a summary of the incident, along with several items relevant to B001’s description of the breach.
It all started with a badly aimed soccer ball. If their family trip to Point Mouette hadn’t been abruptly cancelled, if it hadn’t been such a perfect day for soccer, or if Batty’s wild kick had been slightly to the left or the right, the wonderful and terrible adventures might have never happened at all, and their lives would have turned out so very different.
For years, the sisters debated this, never seeming to come to an agreement on the matter. Jane always insisted that it had been their destiny to discover the book, and if it hadn’t been for the soccer ball, surely some twist of fate would have lured them away from their mundane lives and into Juncture. However, whenever she said this, Skye would always scoff.
“It was just dumb luck that the five of us found that stupid book.” her sister would insist.
“Six of us!” Batty would interject, hugging Hound so that he wouldn’t feel forgotten.
“If we hadn’t found it, someone else would have been dragged into Ania’s delusions, and we could have enjoyed the rest of an uneventful summer.” Skye would continue, as though Batty hadn’t spoken.
“More like the rest of an uneventful life.” Jeffrey would say, patting Batty on the shoulder to reassure her that Hound’s part hadn’t been forgotten.
“But would that have been better?” Rosalind would ask, and the group would usually fall silent, remembering what had happened, and pondering what could have been. Nonetheless, the ball had been kicked, the book had been found, and the adventures had happened, though for better or worse never seemed to be decided.