Fighting a Future: Chapter 1The class felt the same as it always did. Seats lined up around the room, encouraging those within them to listen to the man in the center. Every word uttered from the professor's mouth echoed across the room, nearly ringing in everyone's ears. I hated it here, and I hated everyone who went here including me. College always had the same routines. Really the only thing you could never count on was sleep, which was a rarity to those who thought there was actually a future after this. I could easily say for myself that I was not one of those people. My only reason for going here was for the fact that my girlfriend suggested we "keep in touch more," even though we only shared one class here.
I guess the one thing I did appreciate about this place was this class. If anything, I hated this class less than the others because of the professor. He would always show such a powerful enthusiasm for the subject theorizing about the manipulation and travel of time within the same dimension. Even now