Arthur tried to speak, but his voice was a silent vibration. He looked at the digital clock on the desk. 01:30:00 AM.
Arthur watched in horror as the air around Elena began to fracture like broken glass. The timestamp was executing itself. 1676971801.002
He was standing in his old apartment. It was dark, save for the blue glow of a laptop screen in the corner. There she was. Elena was sitting on the floor, typing away at her thesis, completely unaware of the temporal anomaly forming behind her. Arthur tried to speak, but his voice was a silent vibration