Log Entry #041
Date – April 20th 2033
Time – 6:07 PM
There’s that girl again… She’s standing near the burning maple tree. Crying. Why is she crying….
Better yet, where am I? Why is everything on fire? Wait, I know where I am…  I’m standing at the center of Central Park, in New York!  But… The entire place is engulfed in flames…. This can’t be right. This can’t be happening! It must be a dream. A bad dream. This can’t be a time jump.. No, this just cannot be a jump! The future is supposed to have flying cars, tall buildings and, well.. alien beings….  But this? This is hell. A burning, crumbling hell… Maybe I’m in New Jersey… That’d make more sense.