Jackson sat up, suddenly feeling uneasy. He fumbled for his wallet, nearly dropping it in his haste. His fingers trembled as he pulled out the debit card, holding it to the light like a mystical artifact.
"No way," he muttered, squinting at the expiration date. "This can't be right."
But there it was, clear as day: 08/25. The card had expired eight years ago.
He blinked hard as if that might change the expiration date printed in tiny numbers. But nope, there it was, stubbornly refusing to update itself: 08/25.
"What the..." he muttered, flipping the card over as if the back might hold some magical explanation. "How is this even possible?"
He ran a hand through his hair, tugging it slightly as if the pain might wake him from this bizarre dream. But no such luck. He was still awake, sit
