You start wandering down the hall, right here, right now, in the present time.
Everything continues to always have been viewed in the present for you, due to a lack of instances where timelateral thinking was a necessity in your life.
It's like you always say: the past should stay in the past and the future should continue to not be premeditated by silly and obviously fake prospects. The rules are so clear.
These chowderheads are going to wish they were never maybe ever birthed up for real after kind of putting you through this while being somewhat associated with them by proxy, potentially.