The toaster worked, providing both burned bread and a vision of the future. Terrified, dragged into the void, we have seen all that is, and was, and will ever be. We have seen the beginning and the end of time. The Alpha and the Omega. And bears. We saw a lot of bears.
Travelling to the depths of time, Max and I skipped yesterday, transporting ourselves to today, Tuesday. Later, we might go to the shops. I'm out of butter, and toast - even if it has travelled the length and breadth of time - is still rather dry on its own.
So far, the space-time continuum is holding up fine...
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