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Astra steps down and sits at one of the metallic desks. Her visage was on
one of the glass windows...no, that wasn't right. Based on her time in the
mall...don't these glass windows convey old information? Indeed, there was
a button to the right and a small piece of sticky paper with the
words 'Astra, push'. Astra pushed. The screen popped and crackled and there she was. Or there was her older self, still naked, with the muscles. Sitting in the panic room!. "Hi younger self." she whispered. "My guess is Mindy is still sleeping. Poor girl got really shaken up. I'm sorry about that but she's going to have you with her and that's more fortunate then being outside. The Multiversal Mall is, by now...time travel is a bitch...a force for evil and has conquered dozens of dimensions. But they can't touch the Aphrodite Centers. Yes, I know. Except for yours. You two aren't technically in the Mall anymore. Or in any known dimension. Unfortunately, to get to safety you will have to cross through enemy held territory. Am I making myself clear? I don't have much time. I would have done this past-travel business a whole lot different but because it happened to me like this, it must happen to you like this. Paradoxes parasuck." The future Astra rubbed her temples. "I left a notebook filled with plans in the panic room but due to the time fluctuations I don't know where it ended up. It will provide all you need to know. Except for Jerry. Don't trust Jerry." Static rolled across the screen. "I have ... heh, 'time' for one more question. Find another piece of paper, write the note and then toss it behind you. Our Time Expert says that this will reach me." Astra finds a pencil, writes her note and tosses it. She doesn't look, afraid of seeing a time ripple. "Ah..." said Future-Astra, unfolding the wrinkled note. What question had Past-Astra (Pastra?) asked
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