-portable- — Time Stopper 3.0

She sat in her old booth, across from a man she didn't know—frozen with a spoon halfway to his mouth, his expression caught somewhere between exhaustion and contentment. She studied his face. She wondered if he was happy. She wondered if anyone was happy, in the moving world, or if happiness was just something people performed between disasters.

But the device was already warm in her palm. Charging. Waiting. She waited until 2:47 AM, when the city outside her window was a quilt of amber streetlights and silence. She stood in the center of her lab, surrounded by the skeletons of earlier machines, and pressed the device's only button. Time Stopper 3.0 -Portable-

She did.

Dr. Mira Kasai, chrono-engineer turned reclusive inventor, held the device between her thumb and forefinger. It was no larger than a thumbnail. Etched on its titanium shell were three words: Time Stopper 3.0 -Portable- She sat in her old booth, across from