Jesus. How big was this thing? A thought, unrelated, wormed its way around in the back of his mind: how did you get trapped on an elevator on a spaceship in what was probably an alternate future with a girl you apparently dated in yet another alternate world?

Was he sure this wasn't angels, or demons, or some thing he'd yet to hear about? Because it wasn't, shouldn't be, possible.

"You mean, beyond being stuck," he prompted. "What is it?"