" he says back at me."So, what if i was, why do you even care. you even said that what happened between us was a huge mistake." "I don't care." he mum...led."well you obviously do care Nate or you wouldn't be sat here now." i say to him, I had stopped cutting up the mushrooms."I need to go." he says starting to get up."no we are going to sort this out now Nate. you say im hidding, what are you doing. you are hidding as much as i am, and your being a huge hypocrit. about it"I say to him."I know i. The computer has different parts of itself in different dimensions. One of these dimensions has crystals. We don’t know who puts them there or who creates them. They appear to behave as an additional computer that can interface with our brains.”“The way we get them is by sending marines or pilots into one of these rooms, one at a time, to find a crystal. They go in and find a table that has crystals. The person sees their own trans-dimensional slot as we call it and tries to insert the crystals. "Those foreigners love that crap," Crow assured him when the plan was announced. "They'll eat it up." Right," Jake said, thinking that his accent was going to sound horrible and that there was a distinct possibility he'd screw up at some point and either mix up his phrases, misspeak a word, or, worst of all, use the wrong language in one of the countries. He could imagine telling his Amsterdam audience how great it was to be there in Norwegian or Swedish. Nevertheless, he agreed to the language. I would take walks through the hallways sometimes checking out the pretty nurses. I would smile at them and they would return the same but looking at me differently. I had to remind myself that they weren't being checked out by a nice guy but rather having a smile from a young woman. The process of dilating my new vagina with a probe also became daily reminder of who and what I had become. My wife would drop off copies of Cosmo or Elle for me to read but I found that I spent more time.