Devil Said Bang (Sandman Slim 4)
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“More like the universe’s janitor than an all-powerful creator. Got it.”
“The book you saw in my office when we first met. The one you called the Angra Om Ya Bible has an alternate Creation story. It’s entirely possible that the entity that we call God didn’t create this universe. The Angra Om Ya did. God merely usurped it.”
The Charger pulls up right on our bumper and Cairo climbs out of the sunroof.
“Slow down,” I shout.
Traven backs off the accelerator.
Behind us, the Charger lurches, trying to keep from hitting our bumper. Cairo slams into the side of the sunroof and falls back inside.
“Keep going.”
“Talking or driving?” says Traven.
“Both. See if you can hit the windshield, Candy.”
“In math there’s something called M-theory. It says that we live in a universe with many parallel dimensions and many universes all separated by infinitely large membranes.”
Candy pulls the trigger just as we hit a bump and the shot goes high. The second shot hits the Charger’s windshield.
“Nice work, Calamity Jane. Get back inside the car and wait for me.”
Traven says, “I believe that the Angra are in one of the parallel universes and that the changes in reality we’re experiencing have been going on longer than we think but have only become noticeable now.”
“With all the dreamers dying, I’m not surprised.”
“The breakdown of reality caused a crack in one of the membranes and a tiny piece of Lamia leaked back into this universe.”
“How did the Angra end up in another universe?”
“According to the alternate history, God tricked them. The Angra were already here when our God manifested Himself. When He made Himself known, He gave the Angra an offering.”
“What kind?”
“The books don’t say. But it was a trick, and exiled them beyond the edge of our universe.”
“And now they want back in to take what’s theirs. Which is everything.”
“I’m afraid so.”
We hit a deep gulley that rattles everyone’s teeth.
“And they’ll kill God to do it,” Traven says.
“That old man has more enemies than Stalin.”
The Charger accelerates. It comes around parallel to us. The road is getting worse. It rattles my bones and balls but it forces the heavy Charger to slow down.
“What happens to us if they come back?”
“The book doesn’t say. But there are other texts that talk about battles between Gods in other dimensions.”
“And?”
“In every one, the winner scours the universe clean and starts over.”
“Scouring sounds bad,” says Candy.