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The watch face didn't have hands. Instead, a holographic needle flickered over a circular scale. It was hovering dangerously close to the red zone marked Desync .
Elias sat in the ruins of what used to be a Chicago transit station. Around him, the air shimmered like heat haze on asphalt, but there was no heat—only the "Static." The Static was where timelines collided, a graveyard of things that almost happened. "Status, Bob," Elias whispered. Watch bob-E61B
"Searching for home-signal," a flat, synthesized voice replied from the watch. "Current stability: 14%. Recommendation: Do not move." The watch face didn't have hands
