On the third anniversary of our wedding, I was demonstrating the principles of a microwave oven (a makeshift version made with copper mirrors and sunlight) to Bai Feifei when a sudden wave of dizziness hit us.
When I opened my eyes again, we were standing inside a modern apartment! The real microwave oven was still humming away.
"Is this your home?" Bai Feifei gripped the hilt of her sword tightly, staring warily at the flickering television set.
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