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Time Aplenty: Those Displaced Quantums
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SciFi: The White-knuckle Ride Approach. So basically you're saying time travel isn't simple? The corridors are temporally fixed. They go from A to B from date and time 1 to date and time 2.". So you don’t control them? No, we just use them. When the tunnels were first discovered we came across some artefacts, devices, which were left behind.". The builders didn’t tidy away their tools? Does that mean anything to you? It looks like nonsense," he said. I thought there were only three? Well, it was thought ...
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Time Aplenty: Renewable Energy
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SciFi: The White-knuckle Ride Approach. A silouette of a tall, thin man carrying a large bag appeared at the pub's doorway. He weaves his way through the other customers, who are in varying states of conversation and sobriety. Rodan, it's been a long time.'. Far too long, old friend.'. The lights blink off and on a few times. The barman tries flicking the switch a couple of times in vain. I have been following your work, though.' continued Rodan, 'I take it Yersinia Pestis was one of yours? Castor claps ...
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Time Aplenty: The Corridor
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SciFi: The White-knuckle Ride Approach. The door lead into a long grey, dimly lit corridor. Kevin couldn't even guess at its length as both ends just faded out of vision rather than the usual abrupt stopping you usually get with a wall. There were no other doors to be seen. Kara was marching off down the corridor. "Hurry up slow coach. The clocks-a-ticking," she called back. Where on Earth are we? Always with the assumptions. Remember what I said earlier? Kevin thought about what she had said, "Not-".
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Time Aplenty: October 2010
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SciFi: The White-knuckle Ride Approach. Moans Kevin, 'We've been walking for hours.'. That's relative,' replies Kara. The place we are going won't come into existence for around a thousand years after when we met on the train. It had blinked back out of existence a hundred million years ago from where we are now.'. It'll take as long as it takes,' says Kara as she grabs his arm and drags him onwards. There's something up ahead,' Kevin adds petulantly. They had finally arrived at the end of the corridor.
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Time Aplenty: Pining for the Fjords
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SciFi: The White-knuckle Ride Approach. Pining for the Fjords. Kevin follows Kara who was now stomping down the corridor at a marching pace. So you know where we are going? We are going to see a man; about a parrot.". No 'About a Parrot'. It's a pub. Where people meet, have alcoholic drinks and talk.". Yes I know what a pub is. So, where is this 'About a Parrot'? Kara stopped. Kevin noticed that there were two shapes on the floor in the darkness ahead of them. It asks no one in particular. I have carried...
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Time Aplenty: Corridor's End
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SciFi: The White-knuckle Ride Approach. Moans Kevin, 'We've been walking for hours.'. That's relative,' replies Kara. The place we are going won't come into existence for around a thousand years after when we met on the train. It had blinked back out of existence a hundred million years ago from where we are now.'. It'll take as long as it takes,' says Kara as she grabs his arm and drags him onwards. There's something up ahead,' Kevin adds petulantly. They had finally arrived at the end of the corridor.
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Time Aplenty: September 2010
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SciFi: The White-knuckle Ride Approach. Plink, Plink, Fizz. Castor sat alone. The round bright red and white checked tablecloth seemed to dull the nearer it reached in his direction. Three seats sat empty across from him. Grime encrusted fingers, positioned on either side, increased pressure around the yellow and brown puss-filled boil. Showing a small amount of resistance, the pustule gave in squirting a stream of sticky, foul smelling goo over Castor's stained and sullied shirt. The barman nose catches...
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Time Aplenty: Plink, Plink, Fizz
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SciFi: The White-knuckle Ride Approach. Plink, Plink, Fizz. Castor sat alone. The round bright red and white checked tablecloth seemed to dull the nearer it reached in his direction. Three seats sat empty across from him. Grime encrusted fingers, positioned on either side, increased pressure around the yellow and brown puss-filled boil. Showing a small amount of resistance, the pustule gave in squirting a stream of sticky, foul smelling goo over Castor's stained and sullied shirt. The barman nose catches...
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Time Aplenty: It Has To Start Somewhere
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SciFi: The White-knuckle Ride Approach. It Has To Start Somewhere. If fate had anything to do with it, the man would have been given a name of legend. It would have been so powerful, it would have shook the very foundations of society at its mere mention. If it was written down, all of the letters would rearrange themselves of their own accord into a highly decorative font; in bold. Underlined. I do beg your pardon," said the woman as she knocked over a drink on the Japanese businessmen’s table, se...
