multiple (previous entries: Memories in the pentacle
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for whatever comes,
illustrated short story)
Just quiet house and walks down the street briskly and joy in the body. At one point, se cruza con una mujer que regaña a su hija pequeña por correr por la calle lejos de ella, y tras una última mirada atrás por curiosidad, sigue adelante en su paseo.
Unos cuantos pasos más allá, llegando a una esquina, una niña –la misma niña con la que se acaba de cruzar hace apenas unos segundos- choca con él. Mira atrás, sorprendido, para encontrarse con que la niña y su madre ya no están al alcance de su visión. Encogiéndose de hombros, piensa:
“Será su gemela”, pero nada más acabar este pensamiento ve a la madre correr hacia ellos, gritando el nombre de la pequeña. Al llegar a su altura, pide disculpas y empieza a regañar the girl from running down the street from her.
A shudder runs through the body, but eventually your mind comes to a rational conclusion: a déjà vu.
still innocently walking down the street and watch the town hall clock, which strikes five. Puzzled, because that is the time you have left home and have already spent five minutes long, looks at his watch and was surprised to see that mark the same hour. Stunned, wondering how many chances that two clocks (one of them almost brand new) stand at the same time the same day, making grace, continues its path with a chuckle. In those crosses with a neighbor who is walking her dog and have the small and are always polite conversation: "Good afternoon
" Good afternoon
- How's it going?
"All right, what about you?
"Well here, taking the dog. Well, Skinner continued to be impatient, to another.
-to another.
Keep going, thinking about how lucky they are to have found a neighborhood like this, where everyone is so friendly. Not over thinking this when it becomes to cross with the same neighbor with her dog. "Good afternoon
" Good evening "he says, astonished.
- How's it going?
"Well as before Man, we just saw.
- What do you mean? I have not seen you since yesterday.
- Sure? Well, I'm fine, how about you?
"Well here, taking the dog. Well, Skinner continued to be impatient, to another.
-to another.
He stood, watching away and unable to react for a moment. When he turns to continue his journey, the distance is the same neighbor across the street with his dog, and he crosses the street in turn, limited to greet him from afar by hand to avoid having the same conversation again . Passed through his mind countless hypotheses, but the only it seems likely it is that has gone mad. And can someone be crazy poses to be crazy?
sits back and looks at his watch, which continues to mark the five, but this time he realizes he does not stand as the second continues to spin, endlessly, but without the minute hand forward to it.
Terrified, see how the clock is spinning and how, exactly one minute intervals, the same woman in red crosses in front of the bench where he sits. In that time he realizes he is trapped in the interval of time ranging from five to five and one minute. Begins to despair when trying to explain what happens to pedestrians and compassionate look at him with faces, thinking him mad. However, a minute later, it becomes to cross with the same people that do not recognize.
wanders aimlessly through the streets, watching the same people over and over again, until finally, exhausted, decides to stop to rest on the steps of a portal. At that time, he realizes that he has gone to sit right in front of the jewelry you purchased the clock for a week scarce. Wondering if there will be a signal comes into the store just as the clock strikes five.
"But well, do yours too? "Said the kind old man who sold the watch - Bring, bring, which I fix at once, before passing minute. It tends
stunned the watch and see how the old man begins to rattle him with nimble fingers, while grumbling under his breath. Finally, in less than thirty seconds, the old man returned the watch says
"These modern clocks are no longer what they were. Now break down at once and of course one is trapped under what needles stop working. You have had the bad luck that he defaced all but the second, but could have been much worse. Imagine, sir, if you have broken all the time. What a mess! But fear not, it's fixed and needles will not cause problems again. Of course, care for it well.
almost unable to speak, or understand exactly what it was that had happened, he stares with his mouth open as the clock ticks past five. Finally, when it has been more than ten minutes, leaves the store unsteadily and starts to walk in any direction, realizing with relief, that does not intersect twice with the same person.
A couple of hours later, he meets a friend who salutes, and begins to talk to him.
"But man, Peter, we just talked about the same thing just now. Look
amazed his friend and his gaze falls on the clock having the wrist, back and the same collection than yours.
"Go to where you bought the watch, man. The watchmaker will solve your problem.
His friend looks at him like he was crazy, but knowing that progress continues to understand everything you continue to move down the street and meet with the same people who a moment ago had been found already. Then, laughing hysterically, she wondered how many times the cross with his friend before it reaches the clock.
