Chapter 5
A Century's Awakening
Washington D.C., July 4th, 2026. Benjamin crashes amidst the nation's 250th birthday. He awakens in a hospital, a century displaced, his WWI uniform and futuristic aircraft baffling authorities. He is the sole survivor.
The world fractured. One moment, the deafening roar of an impossible storm, the next, a violent, gut-wrenching impact that ripped through the very fabric of existence. Benjamin felt the world tear itself apart, then nothing. Silence. A heavy, suffocating blanket that pressed down, stealing his breath, stealing his consciousness.
He awoke to a cacophony of sounds that were both alien and terrifyingly familiar. Sirens wailed, a frantic, urgent song that spoke of disaster. Shouts echoed, sharp and sharp with alarm. And beneath it all, a persistent, crackling hiss, the hungry roar of fire. A searing heat climbed his body, tightening its grip, and a sharp, agonizing pain flared in his leg. He tried to move, to push himself up, but his limbs felt leaden, unresponsive. His head throbbed, a dull, insistent drumbeat against the chaos.
Through the haze of pain and confusion, fragments of memory swam. The sky turning a malevolent blue. The aircraft, Asteria, twisting, groaning, fighting a force it couldn't comprehend. Theodore’s face, etched with a worry he’d tried to hide. The promise of home, of a future they’d sketched out in hushed tones. Where was he? What had happened?
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