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Forensic  Jorge Velez is on the heels of a series of  murders but the  events unfolding may have already happened. His team found intertwined events, unusual evidences, strange disappearances, time lapses, and  feeling of 'deja vu'. In order for them to truly find out what is happening they literally  need to run  towards the  shadow's edge and fell 150 meters below.
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Did he just walk inside a top secret military program? Where is Dr. Molina? What is his purpose in inviting him?

The electric noise was literally raising all the hair on his arms. There were sudden huge sparks that could literally fry and it randomly  hit the floor and the tall ceiling above. What is this place? There is something massive going on and he needed to understand what this is all about.

"Impressed?" A man behind him asked. It was Dr. Molina. He removed his goggles and grabbed Jorge's arms.

"I could see you are in a confused state. Come inside the briefing room."

Confused is an underestimation. Jorge was literally in a state of shock.

Inside the briefing room, Jorge's hand was trembling as he drank a glass of water together with his medication. He needed something to calm himself down. The voices he heard in his radio, the message from Colonel Riva, and this massive thing in front of him is just too much to process in the blink of an eye. He needed to slow down.

"What's going on?" Jorge's asked as Dr. Molina pore over the result of many of his experiments.

"What you see is what you get Jorge. It's the real deal. A time machine."

Jorge felt his breathing stopped. He heard it loud and clear. A  T-I-M-E machine.

Run on Shadow's Edge

The clock chimed after an hour, and the chamber was again filled with people. The old couple Marco and Gloria went back and comfortably positioned in their seats. Gloria looked at her watch.

"Where is Kyle?" She asked. She opened her foldable Spanish fan and quickly cooled herself.

"That was an hour's worth of negotiation back there, eh," Marco remarked to his wife.

"Hope Kyle was able to convince the man to help him. That was a gallant act Kyle did."

"Agree," Gloria replied. The chamber became hotter as the day progressed. She again fanned herself to cool herself down.

Susana walked back in her seat in front of Edwards and his friends.

The magistrate arrived from a special door behind his table and casually sat on his chair. He cleared his throat and hammered down his gavel.

The chair where he sat is empty. The buzzing sound around the chamber grew louder as the magistrate again banged his gavel.

Stories My Grandfather Told Me