Her TV Didn’t Just Show the Future… It Let Something Out Part 3

“No—!”

Elena stumbled backward.

Her entire body reacting instinctively.

Her breath collapsing into panic.

The hand didn’t stop.

Didn’t hesitate.

Didn’t slow.

It pressed harder against the screen.

And for a moment—

a brief, impossible moment—

the glass bent.

Soft.

Like it wasn’t solid anymore.

Elena’s heart pounded violently.

Her pulse racing out of control.

“This isn’t happening…”

Her voice trembled.

Broken.

Unstable.

But it was happening.

Right in front of her.

The fingers pushed through first.

Slowly.

Deliberately.

Slipping past the surface like it was liquid.

Elena froze.

Her body refusing to move.

Her mind unable to catch up.

“No…”

A whisper.

A plea.

The hand emerged fully.

Cold.

Pale.

Wrong.

Reaching into the room.

Into her space.

Into her reality.

Elena’s chest tightened painfully.

Her breathing shallow.

Rapid.

Panicked.

The arm followed.

Then the shoulder.

And then—

her face.

Pushing through the screen.

Eyes locked on Elena.

Unblinking.

Focused.

Certain.

Elena’s legs weakened.

Her balance slipping.

Her thoughts gone.

Because now—

this wasn’t something she was watching.

This was something—

entering her world.

The other version of her stepped out of the TV.

Fully.

Completely.

Standing in front of her.

Solid.

Real.

Impossible.

Behind her—

on the screen—

the living room remained.

But now—

it was empty.

Elena’s breath hitched sharply.

Her eyes darting between the real room—

and the one inside the TV.

And then—

she saw it.

On the screen—

she was there.

Standing.

Frozen.

Looking out.

Trapped.

The realization hit her instantly.

Cold.

Final.

Too late.

The other Elena tilted her head slightly.

A faint smile forming.

“You tried to stop it,” she said softly.

Almost amused.

“But you were already inside.”