—a flash of light.
Felix stumbled out of the chronopod, mind reeling. He glimpsed a face, sunken and lost, as it vanished into the agitated space of the laboratory.
Frayed thoughts found traction … and he remembered.
Felix rushed for the kill switch. The air trembled in anticipation of the gathering pulse and he realised — in that dreadful, recurring moment — that he would never reach it.
How many times had he tried?
A klaxon roared and a wave of energy tore through the room.
Felix had just enough time to glance back at himself before he disappeared in—