**JANE'S POV**
It's been a few days since I've seen Roxanne. She hasn't called or texted me since I drove her home after her night at the boring bar. Maybe she doesn't want to bother me since I'm at work a lot. Maybe she's at rehearsal.
I can't take it anymore. I'm tired of making up scenarios in my head. I'm her best friend and I have every right to know where she is.
I get in my car and drive to her apartment. I have a key, so I go inside. She isn't there. I look everywhere for her. Her phone is plugged in and sitting on her nightstand, though. I try to turn it on but it doesn't budge. I wait a few minutes, and the only things that show up on the screen are a few sentences:
She lives in 1976. She isn't coming back.
What? What does that mean? Time travel isn't real, right? Roxanne can't be in 1976! Or... can she?