Samantha stepped out of the teleporter and found herself standing in the dimly lit Tavern where Lisa, Dave, and Martin had met their tragic fate.

"This is the place where it all happened," Samantha whispered, her voice tinged with sadness. She couldn't help but wonder what led to their untimely demise.

With a determined resolve, Samantha began meticulously examining the room, searching for any clues or anomalies that could provide a glimpse into the events that unfolded. As she scoured the area, her eyes fell upon the bar, but to her surprise, it was devoid of any drinks.

"What kind of tavern doesn't stock its own bar?" Samantha muttered, a mix of confusion and frustration evident in her voice.

Driven by curiosity, Samantha's attention was drawn to a peculiar sight at the far end of the room. A door, inconspicuously labeled "Control Room," beckoned her to explore further. With a stroke of luck, the door yielded to her touch, granting her access to a realm of mystery.

As Samantha stepped into the control room, her senses were overwhelmed by a barrage of bewildering sights and sounds. The room was filled with an array of complex machinery and screens displaying intricate data, leaving her in a state of utter perplexity.

"What is the purpose of all this?" Samantha exclaimed, her voice a mixture of awe and confusion. She knew that unraveling the secrets hidden within this enigmatic control room could hold the key to understanding the events that had unfolded in this tragic place.

10th March 2075 - Dawn City

Sarah sat alone in her room, lost in a sea of thoughts and the melody of music playing softly in the background. The tranquility of the moment was abruptly shattered by the ringing of her Time-Pad. Startled, she answered the call.

"Hello?" she spoke, her voice tinged with curiosity.

"It's Samantha," came the urgent voice on the other end. "I've made a mind-boggling discovery from our time-travel adventure in 1875. I'm sending you a picture."

Sarah eagerly opened the image, her eyes widening in disbelief at what she saw.

"What in the world?" she exclaimed, her voice filled with astonishment.

Samantha explained the shocking truth behind the control room they had encountered, revealing the devastating realization that their friends had unknowingly walked into a carefully laid trap.

"This changes everything," Sarah whispered, her voice heavy with a mix of determination and desperation.

An idea sparked within Sarah's mind, an audacious plan to rewrite history and save their friends from their grim fate.

"Couldn't we go back to the day we sent them out?" Sarah proposed, her voice brimming with hope. "We could warn them about the trap and expose the deception."

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"SARAH JANE JONES!" Samantha's voice crackled with disbelief and a touch of fear. "Have you forgotten the consequences of altering the past? There's a reason you wear that suit, to protect the fragile fabric of time."

Sarah's spirit remained unyielding. "I haven't forgotten. But this new information, it has the power to alter the course of history and rewrite their fate."

Samantha's voice softened, tinged with sorrow. "I understand your longing, Sarah. I miss them too."

Their conversation took an unexpected turn as Samantha's voice began to fade, the connection faltering.

"Samantha? Can you hear me?" Sarah called out desperately, her voice filled with concern.

Silence enveloped the line, leaving Sarah with a heavy heart and a resolute determination to save her dear friend. But she knew she couldn't face this perilous mission alone. In the depths of her mind, she knew there was only one person who could aid her in this desperate quest.

—-Flashback—-

4th July 2060 - A.T.L.A.S Headquarters Dawn City

"Okay, so here's the plan: you're going back to 5th October 1875, but be warned, it's a treacherous mission. This is a highly secure location where our contact has gathered crucial intel on Alpha Industries. However, Alpha Industries has eyes and ears everywhere, so extreme caution is necessary. This point in time is a delicate moment in history, and any misstep could alter the course of events dramatically."

Before they could proceed, the door burst open, and an unexpected visitor rushed in.

"Stop! Don't send them there! It's a trap, I can sense it," the mysterious woman exclaimed.

"Excuse me, who are you? And why do you bear a resemblance to me?" Sarah inquired, filled with curiosity and suspicion.

"Well, you see, I'm from the future," the woman hesitated, struggling to explain.

Before they could delve deeper into their conversation, a deafening noise reverberated throughout the building. The ground quaked violently, causing the entire structure to crumble around them.

"What's happening?!" Sarah cried out, her voice tinged with fear and confusion.

But before she could receive an answer, a wave of destructive antimatter surged toward them, threatening to obliterate everything in its path. With each passing moment, the danger escalated, leaving them defenseless against this catastrophic force.

Sarah experienced excruciating pain coursing through her body, convinced that this was the end. However, in a miraculous turn of events, a portal materialized just in time, snatching her from the clutches of imminent doom.

"SARAH?! Are you alright?! What just happened?!" a familiar voice called out, filled with concern.

Emerging from the portal, Sarah found herself in an unfamiliar setting resembling a hospital room. Surrounding her were numerous individuals, ready to provide immediate assistance, their expressions reflecting the gravity of the situation.

7th July 2075 - Dawn City

Samantha entered the room where Sarah was staying, concern etched on her face.

"How are you feeling today?" Samantha asked gently.

Sarah sighed, her voice filled with resignation. "Could be worse, you know. I survived at least."

Samantha's eyes narrowed as she confronted Sarah. "What were you thinking exposing yourself like that to your past self? Haven't you learned the grave consequences that can have on the timeline?"

Sarah's gaze dropped, her voice tinged with regret. "Well, yes, but I wanted to try and save them."

Samantha's tone grew firm, emphasizing the gravity of the situation. "There is no saving them, Sarah. It is a fixed point in time, and it has to happen."

Defiance flickered in Sarah's eyes as she whispered, "I don't want to believe that."

Samantha's voice softened, filled with a mix of sympathy and caution. "Well, you have to come to terms with that one day. This incident has shown you just how dangerous it is to tamper with time."

Sarah's shoulders sagged as she absorbed Samantha's words. "Because of what happened, I have to wear this suit for the rest of my life. It's an exo-suit that keeps my body intact. Without it, I am dead."

—End Of Flashback—-