"Boom—!"
The violent explosion sent rolling shockwaves through the air, and the entire building shook.
"Ahhh! Help..."
"Run! The aliens are here!"
Screams, cries, and the piercing screech of twisting metal.
Countless sounds blended together like a steel needle viciously stabbing into Miles's temples, forcibly jolting his muddled consciousness awake.
Miles slowly opened his heavy eyelids. The glaring light and pervasive smoke made it impossible for him to see clearly for a moment.
He found himself curled up in a corner of a building, lying on a cold, hard floor.
On the emergency stairwell nearby, the crowd was in complete chaos, screaming and shoving as they charged desperately downward. One woman's high heel snapped, and she fell to the ground, instantly swallowed by the stampede behind her.
"Where am I?"
Miles rubbed his throbbing head, feeling utterly dazed, as though he had drunk himself into a blackout.
His last memory was still of the small, dark basement of the Sun-Chasing Ship bar.
Deadpool's mad chatter, the uninvited TVA time agents, and that Time Controller which had been accidentally activated before erupting in a burst of golden light...
He only remembered being completely enveloped by uncontrolled Spacetime Energy. His body had seemed to be torn apart at the atomic level, while his consciousness was ground into fragments amid an endless dimensional storm.
Then he opened his eyes again and saw this chaotic scene before him.
So, does this mean I've already arrived in another universe?
It looks like those Time Controllers were lost too.
"Aurora, where are we?" Miles instinctively removed the X Terminal and asked in a low voice.
The next moment, Aurora's familiar voice rang out.
"Miles, we appear to have arrived in an unfamiliar New York... I am connecting to the city's network, but its topology is completely