"I would love to release you, if I could. However, I'm not your kidnapper. I'm not even your rescuer, to get specific. I am a construct of your subconscious minds intended to try and explain your current fate. You sure you don't want a muffin? Or coffee? This is complicated."
He offers the tin of fresh baked pastries one more time, hopefully, then shrugs.
"Alright... you have become unhinged in time. Everything you remember about your worlds is currently a lie. Those worlds no longer exist as you remember them. You are the last vestiges of the old order.
The long and short of it is that all timelines, all universes, are tied together at some level. What affects one also has minor ripples in others. The majority of the time this is nothing of importance. Someone takes a different path to work, or forgets to eat breakfast. However, there has been a sizeable disturbance, and it has carried through countless timelines, including both of yours. The good news is that by stabilizing one, you give the worlds around it a little more stability. By fixing the timelines, you can restore other worlds... and possibly, if you're lucky, if you survive, your own worlds will eventually be the ones you recognize again."
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