November 20th. You were in your friends basement. They were working on a new project. They told you they were making a "time machine." You, obviously skeptical, went to look, maybe make a few playful jabs, and console them when it didn't work.

Standing by while they wrenched away at bolts, you started to joke around and stepped inside. Your friend rolled their eyes and played along, pressing some buttons. And flash bang, you were gone.

You found yourself standing outside. Four men, two with guns, turned their heads to look at you. All equally confused.

Philip: "Who.. are you?"