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In 2038 Jenna introduces her Multiple Universe Theory. It is derisively referred to as Jenna’s MUT. An extraterrestrial from a parallel dimension makes contact with Jenna.

Late fall, 2038 on a warm sunny day

Barefoot, Jenna walked alone along the water’s edge on the beach behind her waterfront home. The coolness of the wet sand contrasted with the hot, sun-baked sand beyond the water’s reach.
Her statuesque beauty belied her position as a prominent member of the astrophysics community. In addition, Dr. Jenna Martin’s appearance was one of a seductively attractive, lithesome young woman with long radiant blond hair. Large, dark glasses shielded her eyes from the glare of the sun off the unusually calm ocean water. She could easily have been mistaken for a movie star out for a secluded stroll on an otherwise empty beach in one of the more exclusive south shore areas of Long Island.
She missed the companionship of her dearest friend Celeste, another free spirit like herself. Celeste, the pragmatic one, five years older than Jenna’s twenty-six years and a no nonsense trial lawyer, gave stabilizing succor to the many sorrows that managed to crowd their way into her good friend’s young life.
Jenna’s emotional balance was buoyed by these walks with her friend and neighbor, as much a surrogate older sister as a friend, but Celeste had gone out east for the day to visit her mother. It was just as well, no stranger to solitude Jenna was content to withdraw into an inner space and spend some quality time in quiet contemplation of her controversial theory.
Jenna had embraced the philosophical concept of the existence of other universes as eminently plausible and had developed new mathematics to define her Multiple Universe Theory. However, her ideas were too disruptive to be accepted by her colleagues. She based her supporting new math on generally regarded unacceptable assumptions“ unfavorable peer review followed.
Her theory was held in dispute by some, rejected outright by others, and derisively referred to by most as, Jenna’s MUT.
In spite of feeling ostracized by her colleagues, she managed to persevere even in the aftermath of the sudden simultaneous deaths of her parents under inexplicable and mysterious circumstances. These events took their inevitable toll on her psyche, and she retreated into the deeply despairing and lonely worlds of bereavement and professional rejection.
She walked along the water’s edge and occasionally kicked at a shell or some flotsam washed up on the beach. She shared her outspoken thoughts with the cool air flowing around her and surely with the spirits of her deceased parents and any others interested enough to listen in.
Strong late autumn sunlight glistened off an object bobbing on an incoming wave. It caught her eye each time it surfaced and reflected the sun’s rays in spectacular, vivid red, monochromatic bursts of light. The sparkling intensity of the intermittent reflections held her gaze in a near hypnotic state as she continued tracking its unerring progress toward where she stood. With no conscious consideration of her actions, she stepped into the cold water and retrieved the glistening object.
“It’s a bottle! There, I got it. How beautiful, I’ve never seen such deep intense red color! And what a strange shape “ trapezoidal with a cork!”
She removed the cork, held the bottle up to the sun, turned it, examined it, and finally looked inside it, where the only thing to see was an even more intense display of the vivid red color.
“Well, there’s no message, so I suppose there’s no ship in distress or someone languishing on a deserted island somewhere out there,” she said as she gestured out toward the vast ocean that defined the Long Island shoreline. She held the bottle up to the light, admired it again and said,  “Celeste will be surprised when I show her this.”
She placed the cork back in the top of the odd shaped bottle, put it in her pocket and continued walking along the beach.
That night Jenna experienced a strange dream.
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“What’s happening? Where’s my body? Where am I? How strange. I’m frightened! I must get back in my body! Oh! Someone’s calling me.”
“It is I, Nodemos. We are between dimensions. You will rejoin your body soon.”
“Between dimensions! Where? How?”
“Between our planets. There’s much to tell.”
“What?”
“You are the first in your world to experience mathematical resonance with other dimensions. The surrounding dark matter contains space, time, matter, and dimensions presently unknown to you. What you see is not all that exists. Your world is a small part of the multi-dimensional continuum. Other dimensions are not visible to you. They exist in differently ordered quantum priorities.”
Jenna’s initial distress yielded to a pervading sense of harmony induced by soothing, pure musical sounds while new levels of understanding flowed seamlessly into place. Her comprehension made a quantum jump to a higher plateau as Nodemos communicated directly into her spiritual presence.
“Your work must be developed carefully to avoid conflicts with other worlds. Maintenance of interdependent spatial stability is fundamental. Dwell on what you now know. We shall meet again.”

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