Ponderze

Rule Number 4 in the Q Dimension: Invercargill is the future.

Roger paused at the still closed door, and pondered about who could be behind it.
Could it be Roger, back from Xtekaloptrogeryx after all these years?
Of perhaps Roger from next door with another sponge-cake of incredibly brick-like texture?
He allowed his imagination to wander further, even taking in the possibility that a Roger-elf or Erstwhile Rogers from different novels altogether had somehow made it to the Q Dimension, but he dismissed those possibilities as ludicrous, and reassured himself that two experienced blog-novelists such as those directing his adventure would be far too clever to use the same names over and over for no reason...

Using only the power of his mind, Roger caused his arm to reach out towards the door-knob, and his fingers to wrap around it, grip, and twist in a manner that caused the mechanism holding the door closed to release its grip on the door frame, at which point Roger's mind-powers caused his arm to pull on his hand, which in turn pulled the knob and subsequently the door from its position blocking the entrance-way, revealing...

"Roger? Is that you?"

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