"What the ACTUAL fuck?"
There was no god, devil or Buddha in heaven, earth or the seven dimensions who could blame Evan for reacting like this.
After all, it's not every day you're told you've been hurled 10 millennia into the past.
And to make matters worse, he had ZERO clue how to get back to the future willingly!
'10,000 years?!
TEN FUCKING THOUSAND YEARS?! TEN MILLENNIA?! TEN SETS OF 1,000 YEARS?!'
Evan's brain broke down the time span he'd been told numerous times over but no matter how he repeated it in his head, he couldn't still wrap his head around it.
How old was he? Physically, he was 16. Mentally, he was 20… though, admittedly, he acted his physical age more often than not.
Anyway, Evan could not fathom how long of a time this was. This was 500 times the life he'd lived so far, after all. Five hundred!!
'That doesn't make it sound any smaller!'
