My Time-Traveling Savior
She asked cheerfully.
"Evan Lynch."
Over the next few days, Hannah and I actively tried to figure out the rules of this time-space distortion phenomenon.
But the more we investigated, the more confused we became.
Sometimes, something placed in one spot would disappear the next second, but if we put something in the exact same place again, nothing would happen.
This time-space distortion seemed completely random. It appeared without warning, and the size of the objects it transferred was random too.
But there were still some patterns.