When the Nothing was released, some of its nature was altered. To do the job it was released to do, it would need to have a broader... concept of the universe, in as much as it had anything at all. And so for weeks it had spun around, gobbling up the forgotten, clearing away the unnecessary
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"Tex, there's something I need to tell you."
Church. Of course. Tex stared at the blackness that seemed to be eating away at Blood Gulch. She'd tried shooting it, blowing it up and setting it on fire all with the same result.
"This? It's all just a memory. I'm the Director's memory, but the unit I'm stored in is failing and so I created world inside world to buy time to find you. It's all about you."
Tex thought that was a load of crap. Like she wanted to be some guy's memory. Church's memory. That just sucked balls.
"This isn't the memory unit failing," she told him. Not that she understood any of that bullshit, but whatever was happening now, it wasn't that"I don't know ( ... )
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Getting coffee and editing copy on obituaries wasn't exciting, answering phones was.
"You see what?"
She looked out the window, still speaking to the hysterical caller. "Ma'am, the National Weather Service hasn't issued any kind of.... warning....."
A black cloud if Nothing was rolling in from the bay; obliterating all trace of the buildings in its wake.
It was huge. Unstoppable. Fast.
It had been over a year since she'd really let go. But someone had to try to stop it--
Charlie unleashed every bit of potential energy inside her. The equivalent of 1000 nuclear bombs went off, scouring Manhattan from the planet...
...and then the was forgotten, as the Nothing erased her last efforts to use her powers for something good.
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Darkness seeped into the library at Oxford. Erasing the ancient stones, the tomes, the undergraduate sleeping in the lounge.
"...darkness shall fall. It shall... eradicate? Oh, that can't be right..."
It crawled up the stairway, swallowing the Victorian paintings and the new electrical lights.
"...really, this translation is utterly ridiculous... Who on Earth would believe any kind of prophecy about being eaten by Nothing?"
Clearly not Evie Carnahan.
So absorbed was she in translating the ancient Coptic script, she didn't even notice when her feet were erased, or her legs, and she only had one moment of oh, really, was that necessary? as the script in front of her dissolved...
before Evie had never been there at all.
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"Can someone please bring me the DNA sample?" Brennan called into the empty lab without looking up from her cadaver tray, then raised her voice. "Anybody?"
No one answered. No one was there to answer.
"Hello?"
A moment later, Brennan was gone as well.
And then there'd never been a forensic anthropology lab to start with.
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