360: Portal

The scientists were baffled. Unlike any theoretical wormhole, this aperture didn't lead to another galaxy or a parallel dimension. It led here . Exactly here. But from every angle at once.

"Everywhere," I said, and my voice came from the ceiling, the floor, the walls, and the back of her own mind. portal 360

I saw myself at eight years old, from the perspective of the birthday cake candles—melting, brief, adored. I saw myself at sixty, from the vantage of my own hospital bed’s railings—cold, patient, waiting. The portal showed me the full sphere of my existence: every triumph from the angle of my failures, every loss from the angle of what I would gain tomorrow. The scientists were baffled

I reached out and touched the glass.

"Where are you?" she whispered, though I was right in front of her. Exactly here

It began as a glitch in the periphery. A shimmer, no larger than a coin, hovering in the dead center of my living room. But within a week, it had grown to the size of a doorway. They called it the Portal 360 —not because it was a circle, but because it saw everything.