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Authors: Jack Ketchum, Tim Waggoner, Harlan Ellison, Jeyn Roberts, Post Mortem Press, Gary Braunbeck, Michael Arnzen, Lawrence Connolly
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He said. "Just pondering I guess."
" Ponder face ," she said and gave a small laugh.
Frank wasn’t getting something. She couldn’t face him about not being happy? She was able to face him about nearly everything else and talked about leaving him. He looked at the clock.
"What happened at 9:43AM, Candy?"
" What ?"
"The radio your voice is coming through? It’s a clock radio. It flickers on and off between 9:43 and 44. What’s that all about?"
There was a silence and she responded,
" I don’t really know ."
"The time of death was 10:32AM, so it’s not that. What happened at 9:43?"
Again there was silence.
" I don’t...really know. That’s odd ."
Frank laughed.
She was lying.
"You’re a box of ash talking to me through a radio and that’s odd?" He clapped his hands. "Oh Candace, that’s wicked."
" Frank, are you going to scatter my ashes? Are you going to let me go ?"
"I want to know what happened at 9:43." Frank said.
He stood up from the desk and walked over to the TV. It was a big widescreen television that was mounted on the wall. In all the time he was in the stateroom, turning it on was never an option. He just wanted to cry, mourn and go on. But now...
"I have a theory, Candace." Frank said and pushed the power button on the TV.
" Frank ?" Candy said through the radio and then a large burst of static shot out.
The TV screen was a bright blue that began to break up as soon as the static sound blared over the radio.
Behind the loud white noise he could hear Candace calling for him. It sounded like she was at the bottom of a well, but slowly on the TV, the screen began to clear up; not enough to where he could see anything clearly, but he could make out something.
"I can almost see you Candy," Frank said and sat the edge of the bed. "Are you there?"
" What are you doing ?" Her voice was very faint, but he could hear her.
"I turned on the TV." He said. "I have a theory ."
" Frank, turn off the TV ," she said, still sounding distant, but getting closer.
"Let’s see. Show me the explosion," Frank said, and almost instantly, he got a grainy looking point of view looking image on the screen. It was Candace’s lab. It was scattered with microscopes and gloves and computers that all flashed by like a continuous wild camera shot. Occasionally, Frank could see Candace’s hands come into view and she was moving frantically across the lab. The quick blackouts that happened must have been her blinking, he thought.
"I’m seeing what you saw that day," Frank said. "This is amazing,"
" Frank, stop it! Please-you don’t want to see this !"
Frank ignored her and kept watching. He watched Candace walk to a power box filled with fuses and switches. She began to flip random switches and then she ran to a large terminal that had a huge warning sticker above a dial. She grabbed the dial and turned it all the way to the right. She spun around and looked at the power box from across the room. There was a moment and then a blinding explosion. Frank jumped back from where he was sitting and gasped.
He had just watched his wife die from her point of view.
He cried as he heard Candace calling to him.
" Frank, turn the TV off. Oh God, please...turn that off ."
Frank let out a big sigh.
"Show me what happened at 9:43," he said.
The TV went to static and then cleared again. It was another point of view from Candace but this time she was typing at a computer. It looked like she was typing an email. Candy looked away from the email and at a picture of her and Frank on her desk. Then she looked at something in front of the picture.
It was a pregnancy test. Frank couldn’t make out what brand, but he could see the color pink.
Candace again looked back to the email. She hit the ‘send’ button and the email sent. Candace looked at the bottom corner of the computer screen and saw the time.
9:43AM
And a split second later, it was 9:44.
Frank turned the TV off.
He sat there.
" Frank ?"
Frank sat and
" Ponder face ," she said and gave a small laugh.
Frank wasn’t getting something. She couldn’t face him about not being happy? She was able to face him about nearly everything else and talked about leaving him. He looked at the clock.
"What happened at 9:43AM, Candy?"
" What ?"
"The radio your voice is coming through? It’s a clock radio. It flickers on and off between 9:43 and 44. What’s that all about?"
There was a silence and she responded,
" I don’t really know ."
"The time of death was 10:32AM, so it’s not that. What happened at 9:43?"
Again there was silence.
" I don’t...really know. That’s odd ."
Frank laughed.
She was lying.
"You’re a box of ash talking to me through a radio and that’s odd?" He clapped his hands. "Oh Candace, that’s wicked."
" Frank, are you going to scatter my ashes? Are you going to let me go ?"
"I want to know what happened at 9:43." Frank said.
He stood up from the desk and walked over to the TV. It was a big widescreen television that was mounted on the wall. In all the time he was in the stateroom, turning it on was never an option. He just wanted to cry, mourn and go on. But now...
"I have a theory, Candace." Frank said and pushed the power button on the TV.
" Frank ?" Candy said through the radio and then a large burst of static shot out.
The TV screen was a bright blue that began to break up as soon as the static sound blared over the radio.
Behind the loud white noise he could hear Candace calling for him. It sounded like she was at the bottom of a well, but slowly on the TV, the screen began to clear up; not enough to where he could see anything clearly, but he could make out something.
"I can almost see you Candy," Frank said and sat the edge of the bed. "Are you there?"
" What are you doing ?" Her voice was very faint, but he could hear her.
"I turned on the TV." He said. "I have a theory ."
" Frank, turn off the TV ," she said, still sounding distant, but getting closer.
"Let’s see. Show me the explosion," Frank said, and almost instantly, he got a grainy looking point of view looking image on the screen. It was Candace’s lab. It was scattered with microscopes and gloves and computers that all flashed by like a continuous wild camera shot. Occasionally, Frank could see Candace’s hands come into view and she was moving frantically across the lab. The quick blackouts that happened must have been her blinking, he thought.
"I’m seeing what you saw that day," Frank said. "This is amazing,"
" Frank, stop it! Please-you don’t want to see this !"
Frank ignored her and kept watching. He watched Candace walk to a power box filled with fuses and switches. She began to flip random switches and then she ran to a large terminal that had a huge warning sticker above a dial. She grabbed the dial and turned it all the way to the right. She spun around and looked at the power box from across the room. There was a moment and then a blinding explosion. Frank jumped back from where he was sitting and gasped.
He had just watched his wife die from her point of view.
He cried as he heard Candace calling to him.
" Frank, turn the TV off. Oh God, please...turn that off ."
Frank let out a big sigh.
"Show me what happened at 9:43," he said.
The TV went to static and then cleared again. It was another point of view from Candace but this time she was typing at a computer. It looked like she was typing an email. Candy looked away from the email and at a picture of her and Frank on her desk. Then she looked at something in front of the picture.
It was a pregnancy test. Frank couldn’t make out what brand, but he could see the color pink.
Candace again looked back to the email. She hit the ‘send’ button and the email sent. Candace looked at the bottom corner of the computer screen and saw the time.
9:43AM
And a split second later, it was 9:44.
Frank turned the TV off.
He sat there.
" Frank ?"
Frank sat and
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