[ WP ] It turns out that everyone 's imaginary friends were actually extraterrestrials that were trying to contact Earth through children .

`` No, you ca n't do it, Xanar. This is a huge violation of the Preserving Treaty, you know that?'' 
 
 `` I know. But she's dying, Cronar. I ca n't just sit here watching that.'' 
 
 `` They have their healers too, Xanar. They will take care of her.'' 
 
 `` They do. But they never found the proper way to cure her. Cancer, I believe that's what they call. Here it's written in every textbook. I mean, Cronar, it's not like I am sending them a cookbook for a thermal wormhole generator. I am just sending them some instruction to fix this girl. And maybe other kids.'' 
 
 `` As far as we know, it can stun their civilization's progress for years. Even decades. The last time we did it, Athris went into a full blown civil war, which nearly annihilated the planet, and its people now resort to nomadic tribes. If I remember it right, some of our scientists accidentally suggest them how to double their life span. Then somehow it evolved into mess within a year. Our computer model predicted that if they found the life-expanding protein just twenty years after that, it would have become an utopia. Our guy did n't want any harm, Xanar. I believe you do n't, either. It's really hard, I understand, but we have to look at the big picture. I'm sorry, but I can not authorize you to use the beam transmitter.'' 
 
 `` No, but I ca n't just do nothing. I have the mean to change that. I have a way to save this kid from dying, and you expect me to just sit there and watch? I do n't know about that, but I ca n't do that, Cronar.'' 
 
 `` You think it is pleasant for me, huh? I've been in this position for a very long time, Xanar, and I am well aware of this kind of situation. You should get some counselling, because I do n't think you are emotionally fit for this job anymore. Come back when you feel better. Meanwhile we will assign someone else to communicate with Earth.'' 
 
 `` Cronar, you ca n't do that. You ca n't just let someone die, you know. It's morally wrong. And if you do n't let me access the transmitter now, I will send you my resignation letter in an hour.'' 
 
 `` Then I will accept it. But I wo n't give the access to you.'' 
 
 -- - 
 
 Xanar took a deep breath, and put on his helmet. He knew this was the last time, and he could n't even bring himself to talk with Liz again. But it had to be done. He turned on his control panel, and as the button lit up, he drifted to another planet, 300 million light-year away. 
 
 *Communication established. 
 Starting new neural links. 
 Connected…* 
 
 He was now standing in front of a kid, tethered by all the tube and lines and machines to her bed. He stood there for a while, and gently called her. 
 
 `` Hey kid!'' 
 
 `` Hey Mr. Teapot. How are you!'' The girl opened her eyes, and smiled at him. 
 
 `` I'm super good. It's a sunny day outside, Liz, do you want to go outside?'' 
 
 `` I want to, Mr. Teapot. But I am very sick today. I ca n't even lift my feet. Will I ever go outside again, Mr. Teapot.'' 
 
 `` You will, Liz. And you know what, I can take you out now.'' 
 
 `` Really?'' 
 
 `` Wait for me for a second, all right?'' 
 
 Xanar winked, and took of his helmet. He pulled out a second control board. Twenty years of doing this job, and this was the first time he used it. And he hoped no one would ever have to use it in their lifetime. 
 
 *Beginning new neural projection. 
 Scanning brain activity. 
 Creating astral projection. 
 Completed…* 
 
 Xanar and Liz walked together to the park. They all knew that something would come, but for this very brief moment, Liz was running and picking leaves in the breeze of a sunny autumn day. Then she began to fade away. And so did Xanar. 

