Entropy Risen (The Syker Key Book 3) by Aaron Martin Fransen Read Free Book Online Page B

about space exploration. They’d hit it off, but nothing had come of it beyond keeping in touch via email. The idea of being a construction worker didn’t appeal to her. Until she found out it was on Ceres, and that her skills as a biologist were going to be in pretty high demand once the place was built...she was sold.
    And very shortly afterwards, they were much, much closer.
    “She’s good. She wants to build a fourth dome dedicated to livestock, so we don’t have to import meat.”
    “Sounds like a good idea.”
    “Yeah, except nobody here is a farmer, so we’d have to find some farmers willing to work up here.”
    John smiled at him. “Leave that to me!”
    Jack knew it wouldn’t be a problem. With news of the engine becoming available, people had literally been flooding Virgin Galactic with calls about where they could sign up, to the point where they’d even set up a new company: Virgin Colonial. He didn’t think the irony was lost on anyone.
    Space was about to become a very busy place, but Jack was still worried about the Draconians. They were still around, but becoming scarce. UFO sightings were significantly down, and the base they had reportedly had on Luna was mysteriously destroyed by asteroid impact.
    Were they gone, or just hiding? Whichever it was, he was just glad to have John on his side.
    ***
    The idea that you create your own reality was a bit of a joke. Except when you died, then it became true, or so Jessica was finding out. Technically, she was in the fourth density, not fifth where the angels tread, and fourth was more of like the regular world, physical, but you could change it at will.
    Crossing into the third density took real effort and energy though. It was like being on Earth and trying to have a conversation with a rock; no matter how loud you yell, that rock’s not going to hear a damn thing you say. More accurately, it will hear, but it won’t understand.
    Which surprised her...stones actually had intelligence. Not much mind you, but it was there. It was one of the things that made things like telekinesis possible. It was like living inside a massive network filled with neurons capable of transmitting every thought.
    Time was another funny thing. Moving through time was like walking, and no more difficult, at least for some. Even for some beings in fourth, time seemed to be rigid, but it was an illusion they were simply unable to overcome. That didn’t mean time was inflexible, quite the opposite. The entire universe could change on a dime, on a whim. On every person’s whim. The complexity was staggering, and staggeringly simple too. Upon each soul bears the actions of an entire universe . Wow, really. Unlimited universes.
    So much she understood that seemed like impossible concepts when she was human. And at the same time, it was so simple. Obvious. Love was not what she imagined, but neither was hate. It was simply the inclination to help others, or not to.
    Jessica knew which she was, and her inclination to help others filled her with energy.
    She was going to need all the energy she could gather, since she had seen the cost of all the teleportation she and John had done. It was literally robbing the fourth density of energy, unfortunately from the creative forces, not the entropic ones. Though they had succeeded in turning away the Draconian World Ship, they had in fact weakened what John had started to call “the forces of good.”
    Every act of teleportation done in the service of others robbed creative energy from the fourth density. Likewise, every act of teleportation done in the service of the self robbed entropic energy, so at least it was balanced. Draconians could no more steal energy from the Sirians than could the opposite happen.
    She could see John’s desperation in her absence, but it had been offset somewhat by the knowledge that she was still alive, albeit transformed and out of reach. But he had asked for help, whatever help she could offer. So Jessica