All I did was look ahead.
To be more precise, down the room's window and upon the factory floor.
And yet…
Next thing I knew, I stared right into my very own face, frozen still in the space just a few inches ahead.
But it wasn't just my face.
In the moment of time itself freezing, it was a picture-perfect copy of myself now standing a single step away, staring right back at me with what I believed to also be the perfect copy of my frozen expression.
Where time didn't flow, my muscles couldn't turn or twist to reveal the profound sense of shock of just seeing a copy of myself growing out of the desk with the control panel, clipping through it like some sort of miscalculated projection.
In this timeless realm, I couldn't as much as move a single muscle.
And yet, my hand reached out… or merely mirrored the movement of the strange being right in front of my eyes.
I blinked, as if to clear my eyes from the illusion…
