Trust In Time

One more email from Edward. The subject line is Trust In Time:

"A victim, a villain, and the virtuous entered concrete rooms in the past. Their nightmares had grown legs and teeth, trapping them in the present. All they hope for is the future. Trust in time. Deliver the future."

I haven't sent anything back in response. I know it won't do anything.

Something's wrong here. Beyond just what I've been seeing, given what Edward's said. But I can't trust him. Like he said, trust is a two way bridge. His claims to the contrary don't do anything but highlight how little trust he's put in me.

Everything is stilted. Time seems to be running both fast and slow, and what I'm seeing on my TV impossibly syncs up with the present. I blink, and days have passed in an instant. I see the terrible nightmares facing Wyatt, Nashiko, and Riley, and the clock says not even a second has passed. What I'm seeing should have already happened, and yet it only now is. I wonder if it's all part of the structural fluctuations.

It's impossible to know who to trust. What to trust. I can't trust time itself.

I can see these nightmares because I'm the transmission tower propagating the Signal. This lets me see all it creates, instead of being limited to only seeing what it creates for me. Even Edward doesn't seem to see all of them; his vision is focused on me. In fact, I'm not sure he's had any nightmares at all.

Perhaps he's immune to the Signal. It'd explain why he's been able to survive for so long. Marionettes successfully contained it before, and Edward developed it, so he must have some way of keeping it out of his mind. Why won't he share it with anyone else? Why didn't he share it with me?

He's right. Something is going to go wrong. But it will be because of his ego not letting him see any alternatives. I'm going to do my part to fix it. I won't let Riley's faith in me be misplaced.