Superimposition
Like that professor, the one who had murdered his wife, and got stuck halfway through the cement block wall of the prison. Curious that none of his subatomic particles slammed into those already in the wall. There was no explosion, he was simply gone. Or that other story, in which the hyperdense denizens of the solid rock beneath us, dwarves, if you will, tryed to drag a human prisoner in with them. It just didn't work, and created quite a mess. And a mystery, since part of him had made it into the rock.
We know better now. If two objects try to occupy the same space, even though both consist largely of nothing at all, they simply bounce apart, or smash. Except in that extremely rare case in which they merge, creating, like soap bubbles, a lot more nothing than either had before. Which is why, my dear, there's scarcely any danger if you and I, romantically, become one.
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