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He was mid-bowling swing when the alley flickered. For a single, heart-stopping second, he saw the beige carpet of his apartment. He saw his own frail, pale hand resting on a wheelchair. Then, the simulation snapped back.

He was standing in the driveway of 345 Cave Avenue. His neighbor, Barney Rubble, was chipping a fossil out of his own front yard. Download The Flintstones

“Hey, Fred!” Barney chirped, his voice a familiar, squeaky comfort. He was mid-bowling swing when the alley flickered