Chantal Danielle Anom Dom ((better)) -

“From the end,” Dom said. “The real end. Not the loop. The silence after. I pull the lever, we reset, and you all live again. Anom dies for one night, but he comes back. We all come back.”

He existed in the glitches. A flickering streetlamp. A skipped second on a digital clock. A reflection in a window that moved a half-second too late. chantal danielle anom dom

“Save us from what?” Chantal demanded. “From the end,” Dom said

“I think,” she said, “he’s finally resting.” “From the end

Chantal knew the wind was lying before it even touched her skin.