trapped in a photograph || chenji

𝕔𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕍𝕀𝕀𝕀 : ℍ𝕒𝕡𝕡𝕪 𝔹𝕚𝕣𝕥𝕙𝕕𝕒𝕪, 𝕁𝕠𝕙𝕟!

jisung came into the room where he could see that Zacharov was readying for another trip in time. The previous night he had said he was going to take yet another test trip.

Zacharov looked up from the computer he had been working on, "I need to run more tests and send you further back. We're sending you to a festive occasion. Something a bit fun."

"Wednesday, May 12th, 1937. It's the date that King George the sixth was crowned. They will be having a big ceremony at Westminster Abbey. There will also be a huge procession with the new king and all that. It will be a very festive occasion and lots of people on the street. You can blend into the crowd easily. I have some period appropriate clothing for you in that bag on the chair right there."

While jisung would rather go straight back to chenle, further tests had to be run and he needed to finish preparing so he could act the part of someone from 1869. But this seemed like a fun little trip. He grabbed the bag and headed into the bathroom to change.

The outfit consisted of a rather plain looking checkered blue dress and skirt. Along with that were a simple pair of shoes and silk stockings. Lastly there was a simple hat and a long grey woolen coat and a black clutch. Everything of course was in the style of the mid 1930's.

Soon jisung was dressed and upon looking at herself in the mirror thought he looked rather silly. A few minutes later he was ready to go.

"Okay jisung, in the clutch you will find directions to the parade route. It shouldn't be too cold a day so why don't you just walk and see the sights. Practice blending in. I've also put a few pound notes from that period in your clutch if you get hungry. Feel free to stay a bit, have some supper, and see a show. It's 1937, enjoy it.

He handed him the watch he would use to recall the wormhole, "One addition. The red button is an emergency escape. Push it 3 times and in theory the wormhole will travel to your location. But I must stress that it is only to be used in a dire emergency. The machine isn't designed to move the wormhole very far from this spot. It will probably overload the machine and could result in its destruction. There is a chance it may not work at all. So use in only a dire emergency. Are you ready?"

jisung took his favorite pair of scissors and phone and dropped them into his 1930's clutch, "Yes."

"Now in 1937, this building is a factory that made buttons. But since it's coronation day, it will be closed. Now lastly..." Zacharov handed him an old iron key, "I picked this building as it has an original door with an old lock. This door has never been replaced and uses the same key as the day it was built. You will always be able to get in and out of the building with the key. It leads into the alley behind the building."

Key in the clutch, jisung climbed into the basket and waited for the wormhole to open. A few moments later he could hear the hum of the machine get louder and a glimmering appeared below the basket. As before, he was lowered down and found herself in the same room. Only it was 1937.

Like in the 1970's the room was being used as a storeroom. Only this time the boxes held buttons of various shapes and sizes. jisung stepped out of the basket and it quickly retracted from where it came. A second later the glimmering hole in the ceiling vanished. He knew it was still there, but in microscopic size.

jisung smirked, "Well 1937, here we come."

The Korean rebel exited the building and made his way around the front. The street looked much like it had, only the buildings looked less run down and there were a few more that he didn't remember being there. For another moment, he marveled at the old cars and started to walk.