"On what? A rat?"
She looked at me. Really looked at me.
"I need a human subject. Someone I trust completely."
"No."
"Alex—"
"Absolutely not. You want to teleport me to another dimension with a thing that looks like it was built from spare parts? No."
She didn't bring it up again. For three weeks, everything was normal. I thought she'd dropped it.
I was wrong.