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the trigger. I felt a pain in my chest as the bullet penetrated my heart. I grabbed my gun from out of my jacket and shot him in the head.
Mike was dead and soon I will be too.
Travelers
Valparaiso, IN
Dave watched as the birds ate all the bread he had thrown from the park bench. From behind him, he could hear a girl playfully giggle. He turned around and watched a young couple rolling around in the grass. He shook his head. He turned his attention back to the birds. He thought about the time back in high school when Jack, Lonnie, and he had gone to the drive-in movie to pick up some girls. Jack and Lonnie had found a couple of cute girls for themselves but not for him, which was just how his luck with women always had been. He could never find anyone interested in a loner like himself. He wasn’t someone who could ever be a cover model for GQ magazine. For what women looked for in a man, he was way below average. His hair receded when he was in his teens and now, in his sixties, he still hadn’t found anyone. Every now and then, the loneliness would overtake him making his heart ache for someone to love him. The sound from the young couple giggling snapped him out of his deep thought.
“Get a room,” he mumbled.
The couple, while holding hands, walked out of the park, and he watched them drive away in a black corvette. He resumed his bird watching. Suddenly, all of the birds flew away as if something had just startled them. He looked around expecting to see some cat trying to make one of the birds its afternoon snack, but he didn’t see any predators lurking around anywhere. He could smell something foul in the air reminding him about the time he returned from a trip to Russia. He won the trip for being a top salesman for the insurance company he worked for. He opened up the refrigerator and found the eggs had become rotten because the refrigerator stopped working while he was away.
He was blinded as he was engulfed in a large ball of bright yellow light. He was knocked to the ground as someone collided into him.
“Garth, watch where you are going!” someone shouted.
“How was I supposed to know the tranzer would put me where someone was standing,” Garth said. He grabbed Dave’s arm and helped him to his feet. “Sorry. It wasn’t intentional.”
“Don’t mention the tranzer. No one here would understand it,” a woman said.
Dave stared at the man wearing a shiny, metallic uniform as his eyes adjusted to the bright light. He looked like he was from some science fiction movie from the fifties.
“Mom should be coming through any second now,” the woman said.
Through the light, an older woman with long, dark hair with blonde highlights appeared. She was wearing a shiny, metallic dress.
“Melinda, where’s Marty?” Garth asked.
“He didn’t make it. He gave his life so we could transport through the tranzer,” the older woman said. She looked at Dave suspiciously. “Who is this?”
“He was here when we jumped through,” the woman said.
“My name is Dave,” he said. He looked at the four in shock. They all were wearing shiny, metallic clothing. His first thought was they had appeared through some type of gateway from the future.
“My name is Melinda. These are my two sons, Garth and Jepkins. This is my daughter, Kendra.”
“Are you from the future?” Dave asked.
“That depends. Is this the past?” Jepkins asked. He was muscular and had spiked, blond hair. He had tattoos running down both of his arms.
“Jepkins, it’s not nice answering a question with a question,” Garth said. He was a husky man with reddish hair. He was shorter than Jepkins with thick glasses reminding Dave of something a nerd would wear. “We can’t answer that question. We’re not even sure where
Mike was dead and soon I will be too.
Travelers
Valparaiso, IN
Dave watched as the birds ate all the bread he had thrown from the park bench. From behind him, he could hear a girl playfully giggle. He turned around and watched a young couple rolling around in the grass. He shook his head. He turned his attention back to the birds. He thought about the time back in high school when Jack, Lonnie, and he had gone to the drive-in movie to pick up some girls. Jack and Lonnie had found a couple of cute girls for themselves but not for him, which was just how his luck with women always had been. He could never find anyone interested in a loner like himself. He wasn’t someone who could ever be a cover model for GQ magazine. For what women looked for in a man, he was way below average. His hair receded when he was in his teens and now, in his sixties, he still hadn’t found anyone. Every now and then, the loneliness would overtake him making his heart ache for someone to love him. The sound from the young couple giggling snapped him out of his deep thought.
“Get a room,” he mumbled.
The couple, while holding hands, walked out of the park, and he watched them drive away in a black corvette. He resumed his bird watching. Suddenly, all of the birds flew away as if something had just startled them. He looked around expecting to see some cat trying to make one of the birds its afternoon snack, but he didn’t see any predators lurking around anywhere. He could smell something foul in the air reminding him about the time he returned from a trip to Russia. He won the trip for being a top salesman for the insurance company he worked for. He opened up the refrigerator and found the eggs had become rotten because the refrigerator stopped working while he was away.
He was blinded as he was engulfed in a large ball of bright yellow light. He was knocked to the ground as someone collided into him.
“Garth, watch where you are going!” someone shouted.
“How was I supposed to know the tranzer would put me where someone was standing,” Garth said. He grabbed Dave’s arm and helped him to his feet. “Sorry. It wasn’t intentional.”
“Don’t mention the tranzer. No one here would understand it,” a woman said.
Dave stared at the man wearing a shiny, metallic uniform as his eyes adjusted to the bright light. He looked like he was from some science fiction movie from the fifties.
“Mom should be coming through any second now,” the woman said.
Through the light, an older woman with long, dark hair with blonde highlights appeared. She was wearing a shiny, metallic dress.
“Melinda, where’s Marty?” Garth asked.
“He didn’t make it. He gave his life so we could transport through the tranzer,” the older woman said. She looked at Dave suspiciously. “Who is this?”
“He was here when we jumped through,” the woman said.
“My name is Dave,” he said. He looked at the four in shock. They all were wearing shiny, metallic clothing. His first thought was they had appeared through some type of gateway from the future.
“My name is Melinda. These are my two sons, Garth and Jepkins. This is my daughter, Kendra.”
“Are you from the future?” Dave asked.
“That depends. Is this the past?” Jepkins asked. He was muscular and had spiked, blond hair. He had tattoos running down both of his arms.
“Jepkins, it’s not nice answering a question with a question,” Garth said. He was a husky man with reddish hair. He was shorter than Jepkins with thick glasses reminding Dave of something a nerd would wear. “We can’t answer that question. We’re not even sure where
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