The day started with sleeping in bed. Exhausted from procrastination.

You had exactly twelve unread emails, one dying laptop charger, and a midterm you hadn’t studied for. Just another college morning. Until the light blinked.

Not your ceiling light.

Not your laptop.

No, the air blinked.

With a sound like a bubble popping underwater, the world tilted sideways—and you were no longer in your dorm.