"Dear Jens, 1/12/54
. . In regards to our previous conversation, you mustn't misunderstand. The others, Alfred and Maxwell included, are against your plan. It's far too risky. And the implications, my God. Please do not proceed without meeting with us. Remember what happened to Kirchoff when he got that hairbrained idea. The size of the medium matters. You can't bend the spokes, old friend. Quantum travel might work in theory, but it isn't the same as light waves, Jens. You must see this. Please call or at least send me a telegram to let me know your current location. I pray I reach you in time.
Your friend,
Huygens"
Joe Eawest crumpled up the letter and looked at Danzig.
. . "Where is he?"
Glenn stared at his boot.
. . "Where's Jens, Glenn?"
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