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"The Last Leap"

Cameron had never intended to become a prisoner of time.

The first leap had been thrilling—2024 to 2035. The world had changed just enough to make him feel like a stranger in his own skin. New tech, new cities, but it was still familiar. He could adapt. He figured he could live in the future for a bit before heading back home.

Except…he couldn’t.

No matter how hard he tried, Cameron couldn’t reverse the leap. His watch—once a sleek time-travel device—refused to take him back. He pressed every button, re-read the manual, even slammed it on a table in frustration. But the truth was clear: he could only move forward.

The next leap was unintentional, triggered by a sleepless night and restless fingers. Cameron found himself in 2055, where climate change had re-sculpted coastlines and AI-driven societies thrived. Again, he tried to go back. Again, nothing.

With each jump, the years slipped further away. He learned to navigate the oddities of future worlds—hovercrafts, virtual cities, human-AI hybrids—but the ache of his past, of his home, gnawed at him. His parents, friends, the life he left behind—they were dust now, far behind in a past he could never touch again.

In 2099, he met Eva. She was unlike the others, who treated him like a relic. She believed him when he told her his story. More importantly, she was curious. Together, they searched for a solution, scouring old databases and forgotten relics. They spent days theorizing, nights staring at the stars, hoping for a miracle.

But time doesn’t stop for anyone. Not even for Cameron.

In the blink of an eye, another leap happened—this time to 2160. The world was unrecognizable. The cities were empty. Towers stood like skeletal remains of what once was. Nature had reclaimed what mankind had built.

And Eva…she was gone.

For the first time in years, Cameron felt truly alone. He wandered the abandoned world, searching for someone—anyone. Days passed. Weeks. He stopped keeping track of time. The watch on his wrist felt heavier with each passing moment, a weight that reminded him of all he had lost.

Then, one day, he found it.

A hidden lab, deep underground, filled with relics of forgotten science. And there, in the middle of the room, stood a machine that looked eerily similar to his own watch. A prototype—a possible fix.

But it came with a warning: “One final leap.”

Cameron hesitated. This could be it—the way back home. The chance to stop this endless cycle. But then, a question gnawed at him: Would there even be a home to return to?

With trembling hands, he activated the machine. The room shimmered, the air crackled, and in an instant, Cameron was thrown forward, further than ever before.

The year was 3000.

And the world… was waiting.

The end.
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