The Time Machine (Euphrates)

"Time is impossible to control. It may slow down and it may speed up. But you can't control it!" I scolded the girl in front of me.

"No, you can!" The girl cried.

"You're mistaken, my dear." I stood back up, smiling down at the girl. I drummed my fingers on the wooden desk in front of me.

"But I've experienced it." The girl struggled in her straitjacket, her expression creased with displeasure.

"You haven't." I sighed.

"I have!" The girl cried, blinking away a few tears of frustration.

"Prove it."

And right before my eyes, the girl left.


The End

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