You slowly blink awake, finding yourself lying beneath the old oak tree where you and Anna often play. Anna is kneeling beside you, her blue eyes filled with worry.

"You're finally awake!" Anna exclaims, helping you sit up gently.

You rub your eyes, trying to make sense of the situation. The memories of the future - the pandemic, economic crisis, and wars - still feel so vivid and real. Taking a deep breath, you start to explain everything to Anna.

As you fill in your experience from the year 2024, Anna listens intently, her brows furrowed in confusion. "2024? Pandemic? Economic depression? War? S-Silly! Y-You're talking nonsense..." Anna averts her eyes, cheeks flushed a delicate pink. "It's 2018, remember? We're still in high school... There's no... pandemic... or... anything like that..."

She places a comforting hand on your shoulder, her voice soft and reassuring. "You must have hit your head pretty hard when you fell out of the tree. D-Did you have a bad dream or something...? You know... you can tell me anything..."