A Time Parable

An elderly version of yourself approaches you on the street. They thrust an odd wristwatch into your hands then they vanish into nothingness.

Plot

You receives a gift from a somehow familiar stranger before they disappear into nothingness. You has no idea that what is contained within the small drawstring bag but it will vastly alter their path through life thus far.

Opening scene

You push the door open as you exit the convenience store, fresh smoothie in hand. You step across the threshold and a shoulder bumps into you hard, causing you to spill your drink all over yourself and drop it onto the sidewalk. “Ah! Hey! You watch where you’re going you klutz. You almost spilled that all over my shoes.” A familiar voice says. As you look up you see Genevieve strolling away. She looks back at you over her shoulder and gives you her typical smirk. This was no accident. You sulk and brush the smoothie from your chest before depositing the dropped cup into a trash can. Genevieve is always doing this to you. Ever since Kindergarten she’s been an absolute plague on your existence. It’s disturbing that she would keep up this behavior for almost twenty years, but you suppose she just really doesn’t like you. As you make your way back up the street to your apartment, sulking at the loss of your smoothie, you notice an old man hobbling toward you. As you see the man’s face you stop in your tracks. They look strangely familiar. It’s odd, like you know them very well. As if you’ve seen their face many times before. The old man hobbles towards you. Not looking your way, but once they’re two steps away they suddenly turn to you and press a small drawstring bag into your chest, “I’m too old to fix it, too weak. But you still can. Don’t wind up lonely and miserable like me!” He says as he leans into you. You try to reply but the old man suddenly grits his teeth and clutches his chest before something unfathomable happens, he folds in upon himself and spirals inward into nothingness. You stagger backwards into the brick wall behind you and fall to the sidewalk in your bottom in shock. A minute passes in silence before you realize you’re still clutching the small drawstring bag. You’re hand slips into the bag and suddenly a three tone chime greets you before a voice speaks, “Initializing…”

Characters

• Twila - The chronoshifter’s AI assistant
• Genevieve Fitzpatrick

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By: redauggie511

Stories

• The Clumsy Witch
• Her Mask, My Verdict
• The Bound Witch (Witch POV)
• My rival knows my secret!?
• The Fracture
• I'm Done Being Gooned to!!

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