Chapter Five: The Bureau of Corrections

Inside were six mirrors. In one, he was an only child. In another, Xiaoman lived and their mother had died in the flood. In a third, the family had never moved to Linjiang. Black cloth covered the others. Every Lin Mo watched him through the glass. Chen entered behind them. “There is no single original and counterfeit. During an overprint, every believed possibility competes for space. We retain the version with the fewest deaths.” “Who gave you that power?” Xu asked. “No one. Disaster did not give me the power to refuse choosing, either.” Luo's footsteps approached. Chen threw Lin a brass key and pointed to the last covered mirror. “The draft is behind it. Que cannot spread through the city network there.” “Why help us?”