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Cannon’s Last Case

        ways. No matter how wonderful or terrible that experience was, they
        would be brought back after a pre-arranged time to the moment of
        departure, having lost no time in our universe but retaining a wealth
        of memories of their trip. Each such excursion was quite costly, but a
        few  celebrities  were  given  free  rides  and  soon  the  testimonials
        generated a lot of business at the five regional Infinitarium centers.”
          They arrived at the end of another row, pivoted and went up the
        next.
          “Almost  a  whole  day  was  dedicated  to  taking  a  person  through
        Infinitarium. It began with leaving one’s clothing and possessions in a
        locker, changing to a special “dimensional anchoring” jumpsuit and
        surgical slippers, then proceeding to a private screening room where a
        detailed video explained what to expect. The customer had already
        signed a release form and debited his or her bank account—no credit
        was extended to anyone. Next the wormhole traveler entered a high-
        tech  laboratory  setting  attended  by  several  people  in  white  coats.
        After  being  strapped  into  a  space-shuttle-like  zero-gravity  seat,  the
        client was pushed down a track into a huge chamber with pressure-
        sealed doors. Then everything went black. All this had been explained
        beforehand, and few wanted out once they had gotten that far. The
        next  thing  they  knew  they  were  awake  again,  surrounded  by
        technicians  who  released  them  from  the  seat  and  took  their  vital
        signs. The clock on the wall had not advanced more than a minute,
        yet the customer’s mind was filled with weeks or months of incidents
        occurring  in  a  strange  but  largely  familiar  world.  That  was
        Infinitarium.”
          Mary  Chase  shook  her  head.  “That  sure  isn’t  around  anymore.
        Sounds like fun, though.”
          “Not for everyone. One fellow, not much older than you, had what
        used to be called a bad trip. His memories were so frightening that he
        could not sleep. He lost weight, withdrew from society and suffered
        self-destructive psychotic episodes. His family got a lawyer and sued.
        Infinitarium pulled his waiver out of their files showing that he had
        agreed  to  live  through  whatever  some  other  version  of  him  was
        enduring in another universe; furthermore, as none of that experience
        had occurred in our universe, no court in it could have jurisdiction.
        The  lawyer  sent  the  young  man  to  a  series  of  psychiatrists  and
        neurologists. After examining him and his family history, they arrived

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