“Before what happens?” Angela asked.
“It’ll be easier if I just show you,” Dorothy replied, and took off her sunglasses.
A flood of images rushed into Angela’s mind, just random moments in time, all playing backwards. She felt trapped, isolated. A sensation of vertigo came over her, like she was falling while standing still. And then it passed.
“What the hell was that?” Angela asked.
“You can’t feel it?” Dorothy said.
“Feel what?” Angela said. “Could you please start making—”
BEEP BEEP BEEP!
Angela froze and turned toward the bedroom. The alarm stopped, the door opened, and Genesis stepped out.
“Oh, I didn’t notice you getting up,” she said, and looked past Angela. “Who’s this?”
“She’s, um, someone I used to know,” Angela said. “Dorothy, this is Genesis.”
“Wow,” Dorothy said. “Nice to meet you.”
“You too,” Genesis said. “I’d ask how you know each other, but I have to get ready for work. Talk later?”
“Definitely,” Dorothy said.
Genesis smiled and stepped into the bathroom. Moments later, the shower started running. Angela turned back to Dorothy and crossed her arms.
“Tell me everything,” she said. “Start from the beginning.”
“Chronological’s not exactly my strong suit at the moment, but I’ll try,” she said. “It started this morning, a few minutes from now. I woke up at seven, ate breakfast, got dressed, then I had this dizzy spell. Next thing I know, it’s seven again. At first I thought it was just a dream, then it happened again, and again. The loop lasts anywhere from a few minutes to half an hour, but I end up back at seven AM every time. I’ve… Shit, here it comes again….”
Angela felt it too, that overwhelming dizziness. The room seemed to spin for a moment, then returned to normal.
BEEP BEEP BEEP!