Unknown's POV:

"Now I should start from the beginning. My name is Alder. I work for a classified company that specializes in what you would call mental health and psychology." I began to explain.

"So if you have that sort of job then why are you watching Stardust?"

"Because that's what I do on the surface. Underneath I help work with a team of time Travelers to locate potential Time Travelers or ones who might be secretly hiding that fact like Stardust." I continued explaining to him.

"Are you making this up? If you are, it's not funny."

"I am not joking. Here take a look." I say as I pull out my phone and click on a video of a person time traveling.

"How do I know the video isn't fake?" He asks me.

"Well that's up to you on wether or not you think it's fake. But from what I had gathered Stardust lost her memory of being a time traveler. It's written here in this journal." I take out a journal from my bag and hand it to him to look at.

He looks at it in surprise not knowing what to say.

Then finally he says "Fine, I believe you but quickly tell me the rest of it before my mom starts freaking out on where I am."

I nod.

"As you wish." I say.

Danny's POV:

I learned that Alder was to make sure Stardust didn't interact with me due to reasons that we don't yet and that we could mess up the timeline by doing so.

So for now, I had to tell no one else except Stardust. But that still didn't answer my question on why I was somehow tied to it.

I was at home sleeping when I got a text at one in the morning.

I reluctantly got up and looked at my phone to see who had texted me in the middle of the night.

It was from Stardust!!

The text read: We need to talk.

I was guessing it was about what has been happening and why she was ignored me.

I texted back saying 'When is a good time?'

I got a text a couple minutes later saying 'How about now? Look out of your window.'

I quickly put on some sweatpants and a grey t-shirt before looking out my window.

There I see Stardust standing there looking up at me. She wore green shoes and blue jeans with a red shirt. Her hair was also tied in a bun.
I open the window so I could speak to her.

"What's up? What do you need to talk about?" I asked.

"I think you know the answer to that already." She said.

I gulped, not knowing what to say next.