Time
Stand Still
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TIME
STAND STILL
Story Continuation
Find
out what happens to Darren Camponi in the time
between Time Stand Still and his new novel, One
Light Burning
Did
Darren go back in time?
How
does he find out the truth?
What
happens next? |
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Post 6
I had no other option but to rush my mother
off the phone. I felt the creep of thoughts that could
only drive me insane, moving toward my conscious, threatening
to engulf me in a storm of paradoxes and ramifications
that could only drown me. The temptation of thinking I
had some higher power also sat in the background, and
I knew the dangers of that. Any time in my life where
I have thought I could do nothing but succeed, I always
failed. Being sure of myself was the only sure way to
taste defeat.
Still, I must admit the feeling was alluring.
Part of me wanted to hone this seeming ability of mine,
see if I could somehow predict things, get a glimpse at
the future before it happened. That's what I was experiencing,
I thought, a glimpse at the future. I didn't really have
an ability to understand what was happening. The only
connection I could make was when Rich confirmed I'd gone
back in time. Everything seemed to have started right
then.
Of course, I could have been wrong about
that. Maybe there were signs before. Maybe these were
just two striking coincidences, the whiskey bottle and
the discussion about my aunt. Perhaps all of us, at one
time or another in our lives, has the ability to lock
onto someone else's brainwaves and pick something up.
I don't know. These feelings didn't come with an instruction
manual. Not much in life does.
I decided I would try and test this whole
thing out. I thought maybe I could prove my way out of
this. Foolish, I know, but I was reaching, hoping for
some sort of clue as to why my brain and my body felt
at odds. I doped there were answers somewhere. For starters,
I'd have to go it alone, afraid that any mention of this
to someone else would do more than raise some eyebrows.
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