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She stopped for a moment, but then continued walking in circles once again. “You’re right, but walking in circles is gonna make me dizzy, and sooner or later, I might hit my head on this wall.” She said as she motioned the wall near her. Everything started looking all fuzzy, and that’s where she decided to try to stop herself from spinning around.
"That won't help you either. Being dizzy while trying to sleep is dangerous: it messes with your senses and will eventually make you sick. And I think you've already got enough pain."
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“Yes, I can see that now, Oliana. At the moment, I have a bit more important problem than trying to kill myself with pain. Again.” Abigail mumbled as she managed to stop herself from spinning around. She stood straight for a couple of seconds before falling onto the cold ground. “Floor sweet floor.”
Oliana lied down on the bed, staring up at the ceiling. She suddenly remembered that Abigail's dogs were here, but they were so quite that she had forgotten. "What are your dogs' names?"
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Abigail sighed and rolled around on the ground. When she was about three feet away from Oliana she stopped and sat up. She looked around and grabbed a sharp object that was just laying on the ground. “One is named Eurus and the other is named Mallory.”
"Oh, cute. I've always been more of a cat person. I have two. A Scottish Fold and a Calico. Hades and Persephone. I like Greek Mythology."
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Abigail payed a bit more attention to the object she was holding in her hands than she was to Oliana. She looked over to Oliana, and she was sure Oliana wouldn’t even notice because of how dark the room was. “Oh, those are beautiful names.” She stopped for a bit and traced her finger around a symbol on the metal of the item. “I’ve always liked Greek Mythology. It’s one of the reasons why one of them is named Eurus.”
"Funny thing, Persie is actually pregnant. So far we've seen five kittens in ultrasounds. So now I need to find names for them. I might give a couple away but I'm hoping that it doesn't come to that. All I have is Makaria. That's the name I love most out of Persephone's children."
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Abigail smiled as she stood up and put the sharp object on the counter. “A bundle of joy! How wonderful, and Makaria is such a lovely name.” She paused and sat back down. “If you want, I can help you coming up with names for the kittens.” Abigail offered.
"I've always loved the names Artemis and Apollo though, so I may call two of them that." She sighed. This whole conversation was taking her mind off the thing she didn't want to think about.
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“Yes, Artemis and Apollo are good names for the kittens. Maybe you can call one Hera or maybe Nyx or even Cerus, depending on the gender of the kitten. Personally, I like the names Cerus and Nyx a bit more. They just seem a bit cooler than the name Hera.”
"Yeah, I like the sound of Cerus and Nyx too. Plus Hera was a right fucking bitch." Oliana closed her eyes, again attempting to sleep. It wasn't working, but she was desperate to try and get to sleep.
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Abigail nodded. “Mhm, Hera was a bitch. A horrible bitch.” She stood up from the ground with a little help from the counter. Without the help of the counter, she was sure she would fall a lot before even being able to stand up. She felt like she was drunk, a feeling Abigail hated.
"Um, are you feeling OK? With the Glitch, I mean. I know you have the temporary antidote, but you must still be in a bit of pain, right?"
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Abigail stumbled toward the bed, sorta of ignoring Oliana’s question. She managed to at least be two feet away from the bed before collapsing on the ground. Moments of silence passed and Abigail finally realized that Oliana had asked her a question. “Feeling okay? I don’t know. I feel drunk. Pain on the other hand, I can manage it. Well, at least to some extent.”
"I suppose that makes sense. I would know in any case anyway, since the Glitch doesn't affect me the same way that it affects other people. As in, I can actually control it and it's a method of teleportation."
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“Yeah, you can control it, while others can’t.” She said as she closed her eyes. Her World was just spinning around, not stopping. She hoped that something would knock her out, or she would be able to fall asleep.
"Not just control, but it's almost built into me. It's a part of me, a part that would leave a void if it wasn't there. Like your invisibility. If that was gone you wouldn't be the same Abigail. You wouldn't be Abigail at all."
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Abigail shuddered at the though of nothing having her invisibility. Not being able to be herself. She saw and understood what Oliana was saying. To some people, somethings were important and gave them a reason to live, to others, well they really didn’t care. “You’re quite right.”
"God, life is really hard." She had a sudden idea. "Holdup. So we've already made the connection that it's me who is doing this. It can't be me me, or even a future me. So it has to be an alternate me. Maybe one who had a shitty life than me?"
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“It would make the most sense in this case, because future you wouldn’t do this. Now, if alt you had something big that went on in her past, making her angry, or maybe just want to get revenge, then it would make sense for her to cause the glitch.”
"But we need to figure out what happened to her and why she decided to do this of all things. And why she decided to attack our universe instead of her own."
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“Yep. But It’s going to take us time. And time isn’t something we have much of.” She paused and sighed. “You know, there’s the possibility that some apocalypse hit her universe, killing billions of people and leaving very few people. If that was that case, and if I was in her shoes, I would find a way to give the virus to some alternate universe.”
Oliana sighed, her brows furrowing. "I highly doubt that. From what I saw, she wasn't too much different to me. It seemed like her world was the same. Maybe a version of you exists as well."
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“Maybe, but I doubt that.” She paused. “It should be very late by now. And I think you should at least try to get some sleep.” Abigail said as she got up from the cold, hard and rough ground.
"God, I wish. I could go back to my bed in my own apartment, but I feel like you may not want to be left alone. And I can tell you won't be happy on the ground."
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“Oliana, if you’re worried about me, then let me tell you one thing. Don’t be. I’ll be fine. Plus, I’m not alone. I have my pets to keep me company. Now, you go get some sleep. You have a big day ahead of you.” Abigail said firmly.
"Are you sure? I don't want to leave and then you have an episode of it."
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“I’m sure about it. Now go, before I get cranky and start yelling at you and insulting you. Good night, sleep well, don’t let the bedbug bite.” And with that, Abigail turned invisible and started roaming around the room.
"OK then." Oliana reluctantly glitched away, casting a soft glow across the room before it disappeared. She glitched to her home, the glow of her left on TV illuminating the room.
