Lyra's POVThe temporal rift pulsed with sickly energy as our small group prepared to step through. Luna had managed to stabilize it enough for a brief reconnaissance mission, but the dystopian future on the other side felt wrong somehow - like reality itself had gone septic."Remember," Xander cautioned, his primal form rippling with tension, "we have two hours before the rift becomes unstable. Get in, gather intelligence, get out."I nodded, trying to ignore how vulnerable I felt without my cosmic powers. Our scouting party consisted of me, Xander, Luna, and Elena - whose knowledge of temporal mechanics made her invaluable, despite our lingering trust issues.The future hit us like a physical blow. The air tasted like metal and despair, the ground crystallized into patterns that hurt to look at. Above us, the sky was an endless void, occasionally rippling with colors that shouldn't exist."This way," Elena whispered, pointing toward what had once been our pack house. Now it was a fo
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