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Run on Shadow's Edge

Forensic Jorge Velez is on the heels of a series of murders but the events unfolding may have already happened. His team found intertwined events, unusual evidences, strange disappearances, time lapses, and feeling of 'deja vu'. In order for them to truly find out what is happening they literally need to run towards the shadow's edge and fell 150 meters below. -------- Did he just walk inside a top secret military program? Where is Dr. Molina? What is his purpose in inviting him? The electric noise was literally raising all the hair on his arms. There were sudden huge sparks that could literally fry and it randomly  hit the floor and the tall ceiling above. What is this place? There is something massive going on and he needed to understand what this is all about. "Impressed?" A man behind him asked. It was Dr. Molina. He removed his goggles and grabbed Jorge's arms. "I could see you are in a confused state. Come inside the briefing room." Confused is an underestimation. Jorge was literally in a state of shock. Inside the briefing room, Jorge's hand was trembling as he drank a glass of water together with his medication. He needed something to calm himself down. The voices he heard in his radio, the message from Colonel Riva, and this massive thing in front of him is just too much to process in the blink of an eye. He needed to slow down. "What's going on?" Jorge's asked as Dr. Molina pore over the result of many of his experiments. "What you see is what you get Jorge. It's the real deal. A time machine." Jorge felt his breathing stopped. He heard it loud and clear. A T-I-M-E machine.

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Dr. Tigg's Back Story

"Why are you here, Stewart?" Dr.Tigg asked. Stewart had a madman's look in his eyes as he flipped the book open in Dr. Tigg's desk.

"You did not come to your class, Dr. Tigg. I am curious as to why?" Stewart replied.

"You have the gall to ask me that young man. Can't you see, I am busy?" Dr. Tigg was writing on his blackboard some equations on matrices. 

"I see. Martha already finds the solution to what you are working on. Maybe you should consider resting that old brain of yours and get it right for once."

"What are you suggesting?"

"Before I answer that, may I ask why you are so hellbent on finding an answer to your query on the 4th dimension?"

Dr. Tigg covered his face in shame. It's been sixty long years since he started having visions of it, and now, at his old age of seventy-eight, he was still obsessed with finding a solution for it.