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What's The Time
DANT (76) elderly, clearly feeble, sits in a worn armchair, comfortable, relaxed. The din of his house is near silence except for the grandfather clock that ticks mechanically. It echoes through the halls of his empty home.
His expression shifts, perplexed, a sudden feeling of confusion overwhelms him as he tightly grasps the arms of the chair. TICK...TICK...TICK. His focus on the clock as the minute hand approaches twelve.
The bells of the grandfather clock sound as a mouse-quiet voice calls "DANT."
The voice haunts him, "DANT, what time is it? Is it safe now? DANT?"
He closes his eyes as if he has a headache, or he is trying to forget. TICK...TICK...TICK.
A rush of cold air moves over him, he shivers before anger takes hold and he stands, just as his daughter, JESS (40's) opens the front door and enters the home.
She watches her father, concerned shocked as he shouts out, "WHAT DO YOU WANT?!"
Jess drops the grocery bag, never seeing her father in this state distresses her, but she hears it too, the small voice that haunts, "I want to know, what's the time? Is it safe?"
A whirlwind of racket breaks the silence in Dant's home as papers begin flying everywhere, picture frames rattle on the walls... A vase crashes to the floor, back to silence.
Tick...TICK...TICK
"Dad?" jess calls, terrified, "Safe from what?"
Authored by: @satchmo
"Dad?" Jess presses.
"Oh! Hey there Sweety, you stop by to see your old man?" Dant responds, a glee in his words.
Jess can't help but be perplexed by her father's sudden shift. She stands staring horrified at the cheerful old-timer in amidst the ruin of his outburst. She'd heard the noise complaints from neighbours, always thought it was just her Dad's way of filtering out the war - but this, this was much worse than a flashback - something was happening here, and she knew it was just the beginning.
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So continue
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NO.1
Dant cries, "Stop! Please stop! I'am no longer the 'time protecter', I'am done! Choose another one." Then, Dant puts up a knife and cuts his throat.
actually @amfid4846 you are No.2....scroll up and see @migzillion is No.1.....So I will pick up from here at No3.
But it was as if the universe hit reset, Dant open his eyes just as his daughter Jess enters the door with grocery. And the voice shouts again ""Dant what time is it? Is it safe for now?" Dant could hear his daughter freaking out as she whispered in a weak voice "What the Fuck?" But this was just background noise. For Dant time stood still as he traveled back through the corridors of his mind to a time where he remembered with full clarity when it all began. Dant remembered it was the 12 o'clock hour that had caused him pain, lifetime after lifetime. In this lifetime it was midnight in Vietnam when he dived on a baby in a jungle village to save her from a grenade attack. And for 5 minutes he was pronounced dead and suddenly he was not. It was a previous lifetime when as they sat in a cafe in Vienna that the love of his life decided she was through "enough of your lies and indiscretions" she said as she got up and walked away, breaking his heart completely, it was 12noon. The farther Dant went back the more lifetimes he saw that all had one thing in common, the major events of his life happened when the clock struck 12.
... uhhh the end?
NOt the end @satchmo come back. Dant has been revived by the universe.
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Tick...Tick...Tick.... Nice one...
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