Dec 19, 2006 17:26
People say that we will never invent time travel. They say this and then they offer as proof of their argument the following piece of evidence: “If we invent time travel one day,” they ask, “then answer me this. Where are all the time travelers?”
They sit back in smug appreciation of their own logic.
My answer was always the same. Namely, maybe this period of time just wasn’t that interesting compared to further back or further forward. It sounded weak even to me.
A time traveler came back sixteen weeks ago. He arrived, naked and insane, in the middle of explosion that took out half of the state of Iowa.
He said that he will be the only time traveler ever. He kept repeating a date. He kept calling that date ‘the end’. He died in his holding cell after six days of sedatives that had no effect on his madness. He hadn’t slept.
The footage of his interviews has been on CNN every day ever since. Theories abound.
The date he mentioned is 22 days from today.
Everyone is quite nervous.
tags
time,
fiction