The time bridge continues to hum, rippling waves of energy into the air long after you've disappeared. Long after the anxiously blinking lights cease and each of us who were holding our breaths have sucked in a lungful of air. The world is silent, except for the overlapping vibration, that persistent buzz, just as much in my mind as in my ears.
What should we do? What have you done? It was my call to make it five minutes. The rabbit had jumped ahead five hours, and the gerbil was gone for ten, but I've been clawing my way up the ranks in this field since the day I decided to be a physicist; there's no way that I'd risk my professional reputation - or a human life - on a too-risky test.
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