Dom [top]: Chantal Danielle Anom

Anom pointed toward the old clock tower. “Reset.”

“You called me,” Anom said, his voice like a radio losing signal. “The last cycle, I was the sacrifice. This time, I’m the memory. Don’t let Dom do it again.” chantal danielle anom dom

Her phone buzzed. A single word from an unknown number: Anom. Anom pointed toward the old clock tower

Chantal looked at Danielle. Danielle looked at Dom. And for the first time in 1,474 loops, Dom’s hand let go of the lever. ” Anom said

Danielle’s hand trembled. “We’ve done this before.”