True, Rui resided at in the Towne a relatively short while, but he would like to believe that an uncharted island would not escape his attention. Despite Alice’s progress and continued advancement with genetic properties, surely she did not possess the power to create new territories en masse, to include monuments, an unknown homonid race, and ancient foliage. Yet these are the claims she made while leisurely enjoying a frozen yogurt.
“No, silly,” she said between licks, “They’ve always been there, of course. You just can’t see them for some reason – I think you refuse to acknowledge them actually. I think this is all a game you’ve offered me, and you think it is cute to pretend you don’t understand. Well, ha! I figured you out, so you can lay off.” She rolled over on her stomach, discarding the yogurt, as her clothes were gently removed by unseen hands. Rui caught his breath as he saw Alice tumble through the motions – a dainty foot extended while the sock was peeled off. She laughed and smiled, unaware that anything was odd of this undressing.
She did it all with her mind. Telekinetic movements beheld grace, yet Alice acted like nothing was amiss. She lay before Rui on the green grass, smiling and beckoning him to her. Rui’s mind recoiled, but his physicalities overpowered reason, and he melted into her embrace.
He dared on question first, to ease his inquisitive mind, “Is that where the others have gone? Is the island calling them?”
“But of course they are there,” Alice said between kisses, “wherever else would they go? If you had a map to paradise, don’t pretend you’d stay in the desert. This is why you must let me go. let me go even if you refuse to come!”