[ If Nick Fury ever whispered to Lucy Steel "Trust no one" she would already be ahead of the curve. Everything has been so awful for months that it's hard to come to terms with the relative normality of Wonderland. "Normal," of course, being a lack of super powered terrorists hired by the President to steal the corpse of a holy man.

Cobwebs have collected in the empty void where her sociability skills used to be, so it's with great effort that she forces herself to talk to anyone who looks like they're in the realm of knowing things. ]

From what I understand, there are infinite parallel universes. Though... those applied to my world. A "root" world from which infinite parallel dimensions with the same people resided. Looks like this is a different circumstance entirely.

[ Which might be promising because her world is a fucking shitshow. ]

Do you... do you need a doctor? [ She points to her own face to reflect the bruises on his. ] I've heard there's a decent amount around here.