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I followed, and found myself floating in the void of space, unsupported by anything except Bartleby's hand yet somehow comfortably warm and able to breath. I got a queasy feeling in the pit of my stomach, like during the drop from the top of the big hill at the start of a roller coaster. I remembered hearing the continuous feeling of being in free fall sometimes made Astronauts spacesick, and understood why. Then I found myself smirking and chuckling as I envisioned the great Knight of Light, or whatever the right title was, upchucking all over his teacher. Bartleby would not appreciate that, I suspected.
We drifted away from the door and I glanced back over my shoulder. The doorframe also floated in the void, unattached to anything. It was a very incongruous sight and I wondered where
