May 21st, 2552 Stepping into the Future
Test Pilot/ Part-time mechanic/un-diplomatic Diplomat, Kat James Reporting
Today, I almost met the future me. Aziz was trying different frequencies to see if the pitch would help me travel easier. It did, and it didn’t. I’ve been trying to explain it to Fipps, while he was trying to explain to me about harmonics and resonance but they both might as well been saying ‘magic happens here.’
I get that everything vibrates. I get the concept that by changing an object’s vibration rate, you can change its state- I can get all that, at least when it comes to things. Things like the ship, things like, well… things. But sentient beings? Not so much.
I had almost given up when I felt myself slipping into another state— this one faster than when I ended up back on the Valkyrie’s View. I was only there long enough to see a very worried look on a much older me before everything came crashing in around me.
When I came to, Aziz wasn’t patting my chest, he was doing chest compressions.
I spent the rest of the day in the infirmary hooked up to monitoring equipment. When I asked what happened, Aziz explained – you hit 237.
No Duh. It looks like Convict 237/Old Me/Now Me don’t go well together. Aziz has said we must not try again, and he was surprised when I agreed.
This time, I was the one rubbing my chest.