The In-Between changed to one of my college classrooms.
In this memory, there was no ongoing lecture. Just students on stand-by as they attentively stared at their devices--phones, tablets, laptops, et cetera.
"What's going on?" Death asked as we searched for the past me. "Oh, there you are."
She was sitting where she usually was sitting. This time, however, she was holding her phone just like the other students in the room. Death searched around, but Sunshine was not in sight.
"Where's Sunshine?" Death queried.
"I haven't been hanging out with her ever since she told me to break up with Dante," I replied.
"Why not?"
"It became slightly awkward between us."
"I figured," Death nodded more to himself than to me. "Anyway, what's up with everyone looking at their devices so seriously?"
Before I could reply, someone in the room shouted, "It's been posted!"
He arched an eyebrow.
"What's been posted?"
