Fantastic Four Annual 001-027 (1963-1994) (upda... 【2024】

Reed Richards didn't look up from the console. His arms were currently stretched twenty feet across the lab, adjusting three different dials at once. "Not now, Ben. I’ve caught a localized temporal flux. It’s like a record skipping—layers of our own history are overlapping with the present."

"It’s an 'Annual' event," Reed realized, his voice strained as he fought to keep his physical form coherent. "A compression of our greatest milestones. Every battle with Namor, every trip to the Negative Zone, every time we’ve faced Doom... it’s all happening at once!" Fantastic Four Annual 001-027 (1963-1994) (Upda...

Ben picked his sandwich back up, which had survived the time-warp remarkably well. "Good. Because I don't care what decade it is—I'm still hungry." Reed Richards didn't look up from the console

"We’re losing our tether to the 'now'!" Sue cried, throwing up a shimmering force field to stabilize the room. I’ve caught a localized temporal flux

The Baxter Building hummed with a low-frequency vibration that usually meant Reed was playing with the fundamental constants of the universe again.

"Ben, the stabilizers!" Reed pointed to a heavy iron lever that hadn't existed five seconds ago. "You have to hold the anchor!"

Reed checked his readouts, his face softening into a weary smile. "The flux is gone. We’re updated. Everything is as it should be."