It Wasn't a Dark and Stormy Night - Titanic Time E-Book

John Chapman

• Herausgeber: JayDax
• Kategorie: Fantasy und Science-Fiction
• Serie: It Was a Dark and Stormy Night
• Sprache: Englisch

Seitenzahl: 28

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2021

Beschreibung

If I went on the Titanic, I would die. If I didn't go the Titanic disaster would never happen and millions would die as a result - and I would never be born.

You're probably confused. I was, but when you are time travelling, paradoxes are one of those things you have to learn to live with.

I had to go - to make sure the Titanic sank!

Leseprobe

It Wasn’t A Dark And Stormy Night

Titanic Time

By John Chapman

Edition 1.0 Hexham

2015

John Chapman has asserted his right under the Copyright, Designs and Patents Act 1988 to be identified as the author of this work.

This book is a work of fiction and, except in the case of historical fact, any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

Copyright ©2015 John Chapman

All rights reserved under International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions.

ISBN-13: 9781005074180

This book uses UK English, so expect words like ‘favourite’, ‘colour’, ‘travelling’, ‘realise’ and ‘metre’, temperatures in Celsius and expressions such as ‘I put it in my car boot’… but then… I may use US spelling and expressions.

Oh well – you’ll see

We believe that the boat is unsinkable.

Philip Franklin, Vice-President of White Star Line, three hours after the Titanic had sunk, April 15th, 1912

I’ve been told by one of the characters in this story that you won’t believe this. However, enough will stick in minds for it to trigger an idea. That alone will cause the founding of TACO – the Time Agency Chronoclasm Organisation which controls time travel.

Chapter 1

I no longer like dark and stormy nights. I haven’t since I found Alex Pearin, the time traveler, accidentally infected me with timebots. I say ‘accidentally’ but I’m not so sure. It may well have been a very deliberate act. He would have known of their effect on me, long before the ‘accident.’

I feel storms coming. It’s indescribable - kind of an extra sense. One of anticipation and eagerness except that it terrifies me. Anyway, a storm was coming. I was sitting at my desk, trying to figure out, how to explain to the taxman, the extra £80,000 I suddenly acquired from the three seconds / three months / 230 years I had been away. Confused? Yes, time travel does that to you. To anyone else I had been away three seconds. To me, I had been away three months. The money I had invested had been growing for 230 years.

The doorbell interrupted my reverie. It was Alex. Carrying a large bag.

“We’re going again? When and where to this time?”

“You’re taking this quite well aren’t you?” Alex said as he cleared enough space on the couch to sit down. “1912 April 5th. We’re going to Southampton.”

“What’s the job?”

“We have to make sure the Titanic sinks.”

“What!”

“The ship called the Titanic – it sank on its first voyage to…”

“I know what the Titanic was. Over a thousand people died. You can’t be serious. I mean I know you killed four people in London and started the Jack the Ripper mystery but a thousand people! We can’t do this.”

“We don’t have to do anything. Those people have already died. All we have to do is stop a rogue Time Agency Control Operative from preventing the disaster.”

“If that disaster could have been prevented, it should have been.”

“You’d think so, but in practice it changed the entire future of the world and prevented over 50,000 deaths in the following ten years and millions in later years.”

“OK, you’re going to have to explain that. I’m not going to have anything to do with the deaths of 1,000 people.”