Three Seconds Behind
by Kayla Halsey
The subway arrived exactly on time, humming softly beneath the neon skyline. People stepped out half-asleep, coffee steaming in silver cups, advertisements flickering across the tunnel walls.
Mara checked her reflection in the train window and froze.
Everyone behind her had reflections too.
Just… delayed.
A man scratched his nose.
His reflection copied him three seconds later.
Across the car, a child waved at her own reflection before it moved.
Nobody else seemed to notice when the train passed Earth, hanging enormous and blue outside the tunnel glass.
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