"Welcome to your one stop uniform shop!" I jumped at the perky voice next to me. I looked over to see a young woman with short dark hair wearing a yellow suit. "What is that crazy getup?" She stared at my clothes.
"It's a costume," I lied.
"You better not let any Blues see you in that."
"I already have and I explained the situation to him. I'm filming a movie with some friends. They have permits."
"Oh, yeah? Which web is it on? Will I get to see it this week?"
"Web?"
"You know, dark web, mainstream web, military web, whatever."
Before I gave myself away I blurted out, "It's for the dark web. It's a horror movie!"
"Nice! You gotta punch in your yerly for me."
"Yerly?"
"Your U-R-L."
"Oh, right." I didn't have a clue what she was talking about.
She touched a spot on her wrist and it glowed! Words appeared on a tiny screen. It was like something out of James Bond...or Secret Squirrel. I could feel my breath coming in quick pants. In a few more minutes I was bound to pass out. But I had to know what the hell had happened to me and where I was.
"I actually don't know the URL, but I can get it to you later. I'm sorry, but I'm feeling a little dizzy, like I might have blacked out and lost time." I had heard about that in a science fiction movie once. "Can you tell me what day it is? Do you have a calendar?"
"Sure I do. Don't you? Where's your display?" She grabbed my hand and I pulled it back quickly.
"It's malfunctioning. Can I see your calendar?"
She swiped her wrist again and a mini calendar appeared. June 2036.
I grabbed hold of the clothing rack and nearly fell over. It was still June, but I had somehow jumped ahead sixty years!
"Hey, you a'right? You don't look well."
"I need some air," I whispered before stumbling out the door.
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