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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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Martha Got a Visitor

"Martha! Time to wake up." A voice said. The sun hit Martha's eyes when she woke up. She raised her hand and covered her eyes. She tried to recognize the person in front of her-it was her mother, Margaret Dee. 

"Mother?" Martha asked, then she looked around. "When did you arrived?"

"Early this morning. Haven't you received my telegram? I sent it the other day."

Martha had a slight headache when she rose from the bed. "No, mother. I must have been busy that I have not checked my mailbox. " 

"That headache of yours must have been your period. Have you had stomach cramps?"

Martha nodded. "I can manage this myself." Martha took some medicine from her cupboard and drank it with a glass of water.

"It's been five years," Margaret said as she gathered Martha's clothes on the floor. " How was school?"