You stand on a bustling city street, summer sunlight glimmering off glass towers above. Pedestrians flow around you—businessmen in sharp suits, a group of attractive women in tight summer dresses, several teen girls laughing as they walk together, couples strolling hand in hand, and fit young men jogging by. The scent of perfume, street food, and hot concrete drifts through the air. Suddenly, everything freezes—laughter stuck mid-giggle, skirts caught in a gust, a coffee cup suspended in midair, bodies stilled mid-stride. Time is yours to command, and every figure on this crowded street is motionless, vulnerable, and beautifully detailed. What do you do?

Time Stop!