Dr. Ben Song finds himself in another time, another place.
He looks around,the people wear old-fashioned clothes. It is night, and he sees brick buildings around him, but no towering glass skyscrapers.
He knows the drill for the past two years- subjectively, at least. He just as to go with the flow, roll with it, until Addison comes and tells him where, when, and what he is supposed to do.
And then he sees her.
She calls out his name.
And they touch.
She is here.
They hear explosions, and the other people start running in one direction. Ben takes Addision's heand and runs in that same direction.
"Cut! Cut!" they hear.
Ben looks in one direction and sees cameras and lights and some sort fo eqjuipment.
"A movie set," he says.
"Yeah, by the looks of it," replies Addison.
"It could be any year."
"Back to one!" calls out someone else.
Ben knows the questions will have to wait.
"Looks like we're extras. You're new at this, I know. Well, I've never been an extra before, so I guess I'm new at this too."
"I'd better."
"And action!" yells the director.
And so Ben and Addison run along with the rest of the extras, playing people fleeing some sort of enemy attack.
And they do this again.
And again.
They both feel a bit tired from running, and can see the other extras are tried from running, when they hear the director yell," New Deal!" The camera crew immediately start relocating the equipment, to film this same scene from a different angle.
Ben looks at Addison. She wears a heavy coat, old-fashioned. "All right," he says. "We have time talk. What are you doing here, Addison?"
"I've come to take you back home," she replies. "I've waited for this for so long, Ben. I'm here with you." She holds his wrists. "You're here, you're real, you're in the flesh. Wait."
"What?"
"What did you call me?"
"Addison."
"Is that...my name?"
Ben glances at the production crew preparing for the next shot, and knows that this leap will be more complicated than he thought.