[h2][i]Second Chance[/i] Crew on the [i]Resurgence[/i][/h2]
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"Twenty-Five-Fifty?" Tu Lee blinked. "We're from Twenty-Three-Eighty-Two. You don't [i]look[/i] like your from two-hundred years in the future." She shook her head. "Anyway, Keiran knows more about the Transferrence."

Keiran looked faintly embarrassed. "Right. Couldn't tell you much about it, actually. I'd honestly thought it was 'standard' strangeness brought about by several hundred nukes dumping their energy into nine intersecting wormholes. We only learned intersecting wormholes were [i]possible[/i] when the Primes used it against us. I don't even want to [i]think[/i] about those equations when you throw in an absurd amount of energy into the mix. Hey, who knows, maybe that's what we need to do to get home. Anyone want to volunteer for getting 300 nukes thrown at them?" He grimaced. "On the other hand, most of my wormhole science is just working knowledge supplemented with memory implants. I only started working at CST in my second life, but I'm the best expert we've got. Whatever the Transferrence was, thank Ozzie, because we'd be space dust without it." Keiran grinned. "You could say-"
"Don't-" Tu Lee started.
"-we've been given a [i]Second Chance[/i]." 
Tu Lee groaned. "How long have you been holding on to that one?"
"Just thought of it, actually."
"Ugh," Tu Lee rolled her eyes. She pointedly turned away from him, addressing the room. "How we got here bugs me less than something else: why did someone go through all the trouble of bringing us here? What possible problem has the best solution of flinging a dozen starships from a dozen universes into one place?"
"What kind of economy would you need to be able to afford to even [i]do[/i] that?" Kieran said.
"And why would you go through all that trouble and not give the starships any instruction whatsoever?"
"Hey, yeah, good point! I'd make damn sure my investment is doing exactly what I need it to, not sitting idly in some Mists." Keiran frowned. "Unless they [i]want[/i] us to sit idly in these Mists. Maybe we're pawns in some vast temporal conspiracy, and all we have to do is nudge a few hydrogen atoms in a particular direction."
"Really. You're going for time travel," Tu Lee said.
"Well-." Keiran gestured expansively toward the room full of extradimensional aliens. "And at least I'm not suggesting it was 'God'."
"Don't remind me," Tu Lee said with a sigh.

"I kinda figured we was just dead," one of the security personnel mumbled quietly. "And this is all some weird afterlife thought up by a bunch o' nerds."