"Daniel," he said into the microphone. "Daniel, get out of there. The hatches have unlocked, and we can't re-engage them. We're shutting down the rift due to the contamination risk, but that'll take time."
"I know," came the reply. "That's why I have to hurry." Daniel walked toward the sheathe that surrounded the rift. It was vertical because the incoming streams had to be perpendicular to the particle accelerators that generated them.
"Daniel, stop. You're solid: Most of your information will pass through the Maxwell filters."
"'Have you ever been in love?' That's what they asked when I joined."
Carl paused. "What?"
"Didn't they ask you? 'Have you ever been in love?' They asked me."
"Yes. They asked me with whom, and I named my wife. They want people without regrets: No dead lovers or loves lost, no lives lost at my own hands, nothing, no regrets. I get to be married to the woman that I love: To me, getting to work at the most groundbreaking facility yet made is just icing on the cake."
Daniel opened a hatch.
"Stop! You could cause a paradox," Carl said, knowing that a paradox would be almost certain, though they'd never know it. "How? They monitor brain activity during the interviews. How could you have lied?"
"I didn't," answered Daniel, stepping into the rift. "I answered 'no'."