Heat Death and Displacement

<Science fiction + future + suspense + multiple perspectives + non-system + no YY + non-cool writing> "Everything in the world will change from order to disorder. This is heat death, the hypothesis of the ultimate destiny of the universe." A harsh metallic sound came from the twisted space. "In other words, chaos will be a foregone conclusion? The fate of the universe is too grand. Can we control our own destiny?" A man sat in front of the twisted space and asked. "Destiny is never in your own hands. The moment four intelligent people step onto the deep space ship, they have no past." "What I want is not the past. You just want to ask, do they have a future?" "The future? No one can see the future clearly. I only know that the moment they are all possessed by the black water, they become the future, and what you have to do is to prevent them from boarding the spacecraft." "Me? Now that the future has been decided, what can I change?" "All success or failure depends only on your choice, go ahead." The twisted space gradually became smaller and disappeared into this small laboratory.