"Stand by for test 53, on my mark," she says. Half a light minute away, the experiment starts spooling up. After the first disaster, all her experiments have been conducted remotely.
Which is probably good, because if nothing else Weeping Cherry has figured out how to create some terrifying explosions.
She thinks she knows what's going wrong this time, though — since "time" inside the partially formed spatial fold can be at a discontinuous angle with time in the exterior universe, the boundary stabilization code has an extra degree of freedom that it needs to balance the energy differential across. Probably, anyway.
She crosses her fingers for good luck.
"Three, two, one, mark!"
And then everything goes wrong. Not that she has time to react, because one of the things going wrong is time.