Trevor stood with a smirk, his arms folded skeptically. He was convinced the time machine was a gimmick, a flashy prop in a world that thrived on illusions.
"Let’s see if this thing really works," [@ch_1]he[/@ch_1_d] muttered, stepping inside with a mix of bravado and disbelief.
Trevor blinked hard, trying to process the surreal vista before him. The air was crisp with the scent of ozone and electric wonder.
"What on earth...?" [@ch_1]he[/@ch_1_d] mumbled, bewildered by the dazzling future that unfolded around him.
He marveled at the seamless integration of technology into daily life, feeling both amazed and out of place.
"How did I end up here?" [@ch_1]he[/@ch_1_d] wondered aloud, the enormity of his situation sinking in.
"You must be new here," [@ch_2]she[/@ch_2_d] said with a friendly smile, her voice cutting through the cacophony of urban life.
"You could say that," [@ch_1]Trevor[/@ch_1_d] replied, grateful for a familiar face amidst the chaos.
"Everything here is connected," [@ch_2]she[/@ch_2_d] explained, gesturing to the dynamic advertisements and interactive displays. "You’ll get used to it in no time."
Trevor nodded, absorbing the information with a mix of awe and trepidation.
"This is where it all started," [@ch_2]Lila[/@ch_2_d] whispered, her voice tinged with reverence.
Trevor felt the weight of responsibility on his shoulders, realizing that every choice could ripple through time.
"I never thought I’d say this, but I think I’m ready to go back," [@ch_1]he[/@ch_1_d] said, his voice steady with newfound resolve.
"I’ll help you get there," [@ch_2]Lila[/@ch_2_d] promised, a genuine smile lighting up her features.
He glanced at Lila, grateful for her guidance and friendship.
"Thank you," [@ch_1]he[/@ch_1_d] said, his voice filled with sincerity.
"Safe travels, Trevor," [@ch_2]Lila[/@ch_2_d] replied, her eyes reflecting the hope of a future yet unwritten.
