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Lynne beams at us like a proud round, gushing blood from the hole in her chest I just watched her die and yet here she is, alive and unaware of her fate in thirty years
Chris glares at everyone, while Trent and Zoe just look around like they’re lost Ada a little apart froaze He mouths my name, but I look away quickly, his betrayal still as sharp as the pain in my ribs
Some of the scientists rush forward to take our backpacks They yank mine off before I can stop them, and only then do I realize I never e too bad in there, but I hide erprints I don’t know if they’d still work now (are they electronic?) but they’d lead to too ers brush over paper—the reports we stole fro the fight over the case, but I still have these
The case! I glance over, but Adaone, taken away like the others Aether has the cure now, and there’s nothing we can do about it
And that’s when it hitsfrom future shock—which er I can’t tell if I’ it isn’tto throw up
“You all did such a great job,” Lynne says “We know you must be tired, but we have to send you to medical quickly to make sure you’re okay, and then we’ll debrief you We want to know about everything you saw in the future”
“Please follow me,” Dr Kapur says, suddenly at my side He herds me like a sheep into the elevator The others are split up too, following scientists in different directions Chris shoots daggers at me with his eyes, but I don’t see Adaainst the walls, clutching ht up to me, because I feel like I could sleep for days Hell,I’m still alive, that is
A part ofI experienced in the last twenty-four hours, everything I saw and heard and lived through, hasn’t actually happened yet And yet it feels just as real as this moment now
I lito snap out of the daze I’ Is this future shock? I still re, but the world around rasp on to it Like my brain is out of sync But maybe I’ ribs, taking x-rays of both There’s nothing broken, so they wrap ive me some pain meds None of them ask me what happened
When they finish, I’m carted off for an MRI scan so they can studyall this They want to see if I’m messed up like the other people ent to the future But I already know the brain scans will coe into a hospital robe for the tests, and I hide the reports fro rooazine The entire time they run the scans I worry soet back, the reports and fingerprints are still hidden there, even though they’ve taken the clothes I wore in the future I stash the evidence inside iven food and water, then left in a sation room, with a mirror on one wall and a table with two chairs in the ling on the back ofwatched I feel like I should be in an orange prison suit with my hands cuffed to the table