She looked at me, eyes wide.
“You think that’s strange, watch this,” she said as she raised her arm above her head, making me stagger slightly as her voice hit me. At first it looked as if she had raised her arm and dropped it quickly to her side again, but then I saw it slowly arc through the air, appearing to take a full minute, leaving a trail of darkness in its path.
“What is that?” I asked, raising my hand in front of my face and seeing the same frightening effect.
“It appears that time and space aren’t working quite like we know them,” she said. “I think what we’re seeing is the past, present and future simultaneously.”
I raised my hand, fluttering it around like a bird, and, despite my fear and anger, caught myself laughing at the sight.
“It’s like being in The Matrix,” I said.
