There's no time

It had been 3 years since Jacob Stone had been reported missing. It came as a shock to those who knew him best, as he was quite happy for the average 13 year old. I'm Daisy Thomas and I'm gonna tell you what actually happened to the him.

Daisy, Daniel and Christopher are mourning at their friend's funeral. But then a sinister figure emerges from the shadows of their small town. After many strange events, Daisy and her friends are soon swept up into a mystery that no one could even begin to imagine. It's not long before they realise that the clock is ticking, and for something's, there's no time...


22. Part 2 - Chapter 22


I ran as fast as I could. When that dangerous lady called Trinia ambushed Christopher and I with that dog, I realised who the it was. It was Salt. My dogs brother. We'd been told that it had been put down because it'd bit someone. Obviously not. When it was a puppy, we'd played together. We where both devastated at being separated. Of course Salt didn't recognise me. Trinia had taped its nose. She didn't want it wandering off somewhere on its own accord.

She'd put this weird smelling cloth over our mouths that made us pass out. When I came back to, I heard her talking to a man. She was telling him to run tests on 'these.' When I turned round to look, I saw her holding a patch from both mine and Christopher's tops. The man was going to take the tape off the dogs nose at any moment. And when he did, Salt would know I was there. It was only a matter of time.

I looked around me. I didn't recognise where I was, which was strange. I knew where I lived inside out. And yet, it was different. I was on a hill. I looked down it to see the village I'd lived in since birth. Due to it's remote location, our village only got a limited amount of electricity; just enough to light the town at night. It didn't make life difficult though. However, looking down, bright lights reflected in my glasses.

I'd never seen this many lights at once, even at the gigs I went to. Pinks, blues and oranges burned brightly creating a dim haze in the usually navy clear night sky. Not anymore. It was a fuzzy purple. The same as the capital cities on the news. It made the normally beautiful landscape an ugly polluted dumping ground. Was there an electronic overdrive? 

I started walking down hill. I started thinking about everything that had just happened. Jacob and Daisy. Daisy. I remembered her confused face as I left. Did she think I was going to run away? That I was going to leave her? No of course she didn't. She knew I wouldn't do that, didn't she? I reached the bottom of the hill and read the plaque that introduced travellers to the village. It had changed. I started open mouthed at it.  


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It was simple. We where in the future.

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