Time Travel: It Begins with Daydreaming

Bolts of pale lightning rip through the sky screen. The wind howls and rain pours down.

Though it is the middle of the day, the horizon is as dark as ink, as if shrouded by apocalyptic storm clouds. It is as though the world itself is whispering an ominous warning.

Inside the room, a figure frantically yanks open drawers, rummaging through their contents and tossing things aside.

One after another... He flings open the cabinet doors beside him, searching every corner where something might be hidden.

The sound of rummaging through drawers and cabinets seems futile and desperate amid the storm's roar.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.