#68

“I have to admit, this is all pretty goddamn confusing,” Jacob said quietly. The House was rocketing through some sort of tan fog, at what Jacob could only casually assume was at a speed faster than light. He had gotten accustomed to the shakes by now, and turned to look at his slouch hat-wearing companion.

“I would have to agree,” Doctor Kay replied. “We should have landed by now.”

Kay didn't have to admit to Jacob that something must be very, very wrong.

He looked over at the statue of Kul'ul, with both pious dedication and sickening fear. He was the statue of both his god, and his enemy. They were one and the same, just as they were one-and-same with Kay-or-Kai, or any of those others from across time. Though limiting Kul'ul like that was unfair. Kul'ul was the sum of the machine, simultaneously unleashed and yet born from a single, central nexus. Always existing, recently summoned, and yet also created at the dawn of time by those who released him.

The Doctor was becoming confused, and confusion was unlike him. It must just be the fact that he was becoming concerned, which was also unlike him. He had been an adventurer of many years, and so having worries was very different.

And so that was the root of causation for his befuddlement.

Yeah. Definitely.

Doctor Kai sat down on the impossible staircase and tried to think about simple things. It took him awhile to remember the name of the first one that he pondered.