Julie looked very concerned now. “Why not just come in and sit down, Andrew.”
“I know it happened,” he said, plugging the plug back into the outlet. Nothing happened. Wait, he thought, I turned the black box switch on while checking the circuits. I haven’t done that yet. He reached over and flipped the switch to on. The emitter began to glow with the same bright flash. He was on the ground again. He looked at the clock. 7:05. He saw this time, two images at his workbench and the image of Julie at the door. Echoes in time, he thought. He stood up and ran to the door, and waited. The door opened and Julie was face to face with Andrew.
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