With a soft fizz, space expanded, contracted, and just plain oscillated. The fabric of space-time frayed, cosmic strings unwound, and muons dissolved into the merest hint of sub-sub-atomic matter. Reality was suspended, if temporarily, and with a note from its doctors.

“Oh no, not again”
Published 24-Feb-2013

About the story: Explaining one of my favorite parts of The Hitchhiker’s Guide.