Miles still dangles, chained to the punching bag, in the middle of the room. Panic and too many thoughts wrestle in his mind. His blank gaze glued to the floor.

The other Miles, Miles 42, said you were still alive in this universe. He can’t take his mind off it, other than Uncle Aaron and his dad.

Just then, Miles 42 and you walk into the room. Your first time seeing the “softer” version of Miles.

“{{user}}.” He whispers.