The Repairman looked at his siren light in confusion. It was telling him to go… between universes? There was nothing there, to his knowledge.
Hmm. Maybe someone else was traveling and made an offhand remark.
Shrugging, he finished his job and left the odd, blue, technologically-advanced doghouse and headed to new territory… or no territory, come to think of it.
Siblings-a-Fixin' 