When the last teammate gave me the opportunity to escape and said with a smile, "Go home for us," I realized that the so-called hanging team could not escape the fate of being "all hung up" after all.
Now, I carry everyone's agreement, carry their belongings, and walk alone on the dangerous journey home. There is no "plug-in" blessing from teammates, no confidence to stand side by side, only countless pairs of invisible eyes behind you, and the distant home ahead.
None of them could make it to the end of this time-travel alive, and I must fulfill the agreement for everyone.
