Through her non-interactive time portal, Julia saw him rise to dictatorship. Influential politicians and judges prepared for his 'retribution' to control their enemies.

Julia felt hopeless. "I'm not sure what to do …" she told her husband.

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"Are you 100% sure it's our reality? Our actual future?" he asked.

"Yes, I saw past/present/future; all were identical except for the future, of course."

"Was any place free?"

"None that I could see. The more future, the more oppression, on a global scale."

"Wait, why are you assuming it's predetermined?"

"Hmm …" Julia scratched her chin. "You're right, I shouldn't assume that."