"Wouldn't be the strangest thing I've ever been called," Sam said, the corners of her eyes crinkling a little at the notion. Back home, she'd earned the titles 'Galatea of the Ordo Dracul' and 'The Blue Bitch' and, who could forget, 'The Great Experiment.' And she was pretty sure a few residents of the village were still thinking of her as 'Twilight Sparkle' after the whole network incident. All things considered, 'Dr. Resident Dumpster Fire' wasn't so bad. Her parents would have at least enjoyed the 'Dr.' part of it.

She walked over to the trash can, dumping out the remaining glass. It sounded like windchimes in the wind. She nodded over to her notebook, sitting on the counter. The paper was coarse, homemade. Jude had given it to her, shortly before disappearing from the scene. "Take a look," she said. "The first couple of pages are on the multiverse."

Sam had drawn out several diagrams, trying to sum up everything she'd learned. There were twisted threads, labeled as Universe A, Universe B, and Universe C, all knotted together at a central point, with dotted lines indicating shared histories and jagged lines on points of divergence. Additionally, she'd jotted notes on theoretical means of powering some kind of artificial wormhole. And then, of course, there was The List, topped with the words 'Same world (?)' followed by names:

Bucky Barnes Fucky Darns
Sexy British Lady Peggy?
Second-Rate Guy
Dad Jokes Clint
Danny
Claire
Mayor Hotdog
Tony