Some new story. I don't know. I hope you like it, I'll post more unless Gollum bans me.

I think I'm too tricksy for him to catch me, though.

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It was a pleasant, mild day in Iqaluit on July 26, 2159. A gentle breeze blew off the Atlantic Ocean. Business went about as usually in the bustling trade center, with the economy rocketing with the increase of refugees who would work long hours for little cash. Yet there were many who were discontent with the state of things, the rich making money off the majority of people who lost their homes to the rising oceans.

Simon Richards was one of these discontent people. Unlike them, though, he was a mathematician. In 2159, being a mathematician meant you were rich. Work on the mathematics of the human mind in the early 22^nd century revealed something most people already knew: humans are surprisingly simple and easy to predict. Soon enough, anyone who was skilled at math could predict the future of the economy and invest in what they knew would do well to greater accuracy than ever before. Through this, many people like Simon Richards who had lost everything soon found themselves with far more than they had before – and a strong anger against the ruling class of the world – an anger so fierce that even those with little knowledge in math could easily predict the outcome. Not much was said, though everyone knew what would happen; it would turn into a war.

Simon Richards, however, saw a different solution. His work on higher dimensions led him to the conclusion that going through the fifth dimension would be far easier than traveling in time, and might be able to stop the looming crisis. Few of the despairing population would believe this, he knew, but trying would do no harm. Even though the fifth dimension was thought to be infinitely small, Simon believed he could prove his point. He knew exactly who could help them; that is, if they could be persuaded. Persuasion or blackmail.