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...




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41. Part 3 - Chapter 40

Daisy

We repeated the programming process that we'd used before. We set the time machine for the 30th of April, 2018. We were going home. It would all be over, everything would be back to normal. The fact that we had left our best friend 170 years into the future was only going to haunt us forever. It was all going to be just fine. No, no it really wasn't. We were never going to forget this, never. Tarrin and Will were going to remain a mystery. We weren't ever going to find out what happened to them and the guilt would run through our veins for the rest of our lives. How were we going to live with ourselves?

 

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They strange mist cleared again. The four of us looked at each other in turn. We'd made it. What had started out as five, and had then become eight, had now finished up as four. Though Lydia and Annabel had only known Christopher for a few hours, they felt his loss as greatly as Daniel and me. I couldn't help but avoid Daniel's gaze. I just walked out the small and claustrophobic machine that I had become so use to. The others followed me out, except Daniel. He stayed put. Lydia reached out and touch my arm gently.

"What do we do now?" She asked.

"I... I think it would be best for you to just go home and sleep. I know that sounds alien, and none of us are probably going to be able to, but I think we all just need to rest and be on our own for a bit."

"Ok, yeah." Lydia looked at Annabel.

"Yeah, meet up tomorrow though?"

I smiled slightly. "I don't think we have any other option but to." They nodded too. We hugged. I watched them walk back down the street. It was probably 7 in the evening at the latest. The last bus came by at 10:15 so they wouldn't have any problems getting the bus out of town. I took out my phone and gaped at it. I'd estimated that we had probably been away for 5 hours. We must have left 2018 at around 4 in the afternoon. Surely it would be around 9ish now. But no, lo and behold, it was only twenty two minutes past four. No one would have noticed we were gone.

I looked up and down the street. Just like before, it was empty. However this time there were lights on. It looked like an average Monday afternoon instead of the ghost town I'd seen People would start arriving home in minutes. Right on queue, Mrs Davis drove past waving at me. I waved back at her. She went over the railway bridge, drove past the pub and turned left to her house by the dentist. I closed my eyes and breathed a very slow sigh of what was supposed to be relief. But it wasn't, it was drowned in despair. The normality of my village did not provide any comfort to my state of mind. It just reminded me of the past, of Christopher. Before any of this, before the whole Jacob incident. 

Reverend Booker always said change was good. How would she react when she found out her son having gone missing? Not very well. I turned around to go and find Daniel. He was still standing in the time machine staring ahead. I think the full regret had caught up on him. His grey eyes where dull and had lost their usual shine. I hugged him. I didn't think that he'd notice my presence. But he had.

"What have I done?" His voice was completely hollow. The only emotion in it was the slight catch in his throat. I wanted to hate him, but I couldn't though. I never could. However if I couldn't show hatred, then I was always able to show disappointment. Stepping away from him, I shook my head and looked at the floor.

"I don't know, Daniel." It worked. He gulped hard. I wished I hadn't done anything then. His face had become the colour of his eyes. A cold stone grey. With a sudden movement his knees buckled and he became a sobbing mess on the floor.

I reached down to touch his head. As my fingers brushed his hair, a hand shot up and closed round my wrist. He sat bolt up right and pulled me towards him with such force that I too was on my knees. He let go and slowly settled back down with his head on my lap. His ragged breathing became gentle and rhythmic as he fell into an uneasy sleep. I was soon envious of his unconsciousness. I wanted to soothe my brains constant whirring and rest my eyes. But I didn't feel able to. My nerves were on edge. I almost fell asleep on several occasions, but then I'd hear a quiet noise. Starting with a jerk, I would almost wake Daniel. No - he was solid gone. I don't know how, but I did manage to get to sleep.

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