Synchronization

I remembered it clearly. The clock showed 2:38 PM when I stopped my car at the intersection that day. The traffic light turned red as usual, and like every other driver, I obeyed. The radio was reading the weather forecast, rain expected to last until the end of the week.

Something felt off. I had been stopped for nearly a full minute, but not a single vehicle from the other directions moved. I looked ahead—south, west, and eastbound lanes. Every car was frozen in place. At first, I assumed the traffic light system had malfunctioned, but I thought it was unlikely that all three other directions would break down at the same time.

Suddenly, horns started blaring. Some drivers rolled down their windows, leaning out like they were trying to figure out what was going on.

I didn’t know why, but a strange tension began creeping up the back of my neck. I reached for my phone, opened Threads, anything. WhatsApp notifications poured in—work group chats, family groups, even my elementary school alumni group.

“Guys, all the lights at Merdeka intersection are red. I’ve been waiting for nearly two minutes and they haven’t changed. Looks like every direction’s stuck.”

“Dude, I’m in Tokyo. Same thing’s happening here!”

I stared at the time at the top corner of my screen. 2:41 PM. Three minutes had passed. No officers showed up. No sirens wailed. Just cars from four directions, each driver staring at the others in confusion, no one moving an inch.

From the southern lane, a man stepped out of his SUV. He stood in the middle of the road and started yelling something I couldn’t quite make out, but he looked frustrated. A few other drivers poked their heads out, responding to him. Within seconds, a volley of car horns erupted, making the scene even more chaotic.

And then, just like that, the light in front of me turned green. One by one, cars started moving, and traffic flowed as if nothing had ever happened.

No one knew what had occurred. Some technicians I saw on the news said there were no bugs. No hacker groups claimed responsibility, and there were no statements from NASA, WHO, or even the UN. Every institution stayed silent. Or maybe, they were just as clueless.

That very night, social media exploded with speculation. Some believed it was the government behind it, like a secret simulation for some classified program. Others said it had to do with aliens, a glitch in the matrix, a sign of the end times, and some other conspiracy theories I never would’ve imagined myself.

It’s been a week since the phenomenon. People are beginning to forget, moving on like it was just a strange hiccup in the system. As for me, I still have no answer. I still don’t know what really happened.


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