Author: Mark Renney
I enter the Field of Research almost every day. In fact, I spend most of my time here now but I do so covertly, in my unseen state. I only make myself visible on the other side, beyond the barriers and fences that surround the Dome. And I only do this because it is necessary. If I stop, if I don’t turn the dial in my head, I will lose the ability to switch.
I could choose, of course, and go back to being normal, whatever that might mean. I would just be another socially awkward and inadequate being, shuffling about unnoticed, or I could embrace my specialism. The third option is that I remain as I am. Keep visiting the Dome and make the occasional appearance on the other side.
But I have come to resent going back. I dread confronting strangers out there. I am haunted by their expressions as they puzzle the how and why I have suddenly materialised in front of them. I am, however, distressed by how quickly they recover, how swiftly they step around me and, moving on, forget me. Even those I once knew struggle to remember.
It seems I have already decided. I will stay here and continue exploring. The Field of Research is vast and, for me, there are no restrictions. I can go wherever I want and I will become the Invisible Man.