The Kiss that Tore the World Apart (Permanently On Hold)

Chapter 9

Dr. Langston rubbed his eyes under his glasses as he as he walked down the hallway. He had been up late doing analysis of the energy readings the other scientists had taken around the sites the holes had appeared. As the only scientist in this investigation who had actually worked at Tempic before, he was the head, and it was taking its toll. He had already made a couple of television appearances trying to explain to the public what was going on without inciting mass panic. Having his face out in the open only made him the scapegoat for the lack of progress to the few people important enough to know Tempic was still in operation. A few people had already died because of this. The latest, he had heard, were a couple of teenagers on a date. He was feeling very old at the moment. As he was about to walk out the front door, he saw a couple of guards towing a kid along with them. He walked over to them. "Who is that?" he asked.

"We found this kid sneeking around in one of the record rooms. We must of scared him or something because he seems to be in shock."

"We're just going to stick him in a holding room until he snaps out of it, then figure out what he was doing here in the first place."

Dr. Langston to one look at the boy's face. He nearly went into shock himself. "Where did you say you found him?"

"The farthest building back. Room 106." 

That was where they had stored the results of the last project Langston had worked on before Tempic had officially closed down. The old scientist just found the root of his current problem, but the answer had spawned a host of new problems. He also knew that as the only person who had worked at the labs before, only he would have known that this boy was a problem in the first place. And by the look on the boy's face, he also knew that the boy had seen the footage kept in that particular room. He turned to the guards.

"I know why he's here. At least I am fairly certain I know why. Don't put him in this building, it's too dangerous. Are there any empty warehouses?" One of the guards nodded. "Put him in there. In the very center."

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John snapped out of his stupor. This guy knows what I know. He's seen that disk. He knows I'm causing the holes. I have to talk to him!

Dr. Langston noticed John's sudden return to awareness and began speaking to him. "Has it happened yet today?"

John shook his head, his suspicion confirmed. This guy definitely knows. He snuck a glance at the guards, who looked clueless. But apparently he's the only one. 

"Then you know why I want you there. Stay in the very center until it happens. You two stay outside the warehouse. I'm going to the monitoring station."

"But if he tries to escape..."

Like I would try to escape when I'm this much closer to getting answers. 

"He not going to. He came here for a reason, and he'll stay until he fulfills that purpose."

John spoke, to the surprise of his guards. "I'm not going anywhere. I want to talk to you later, Dr. Langston."

The doctor mouth twitched in an almost smile. "I see you've done your homework. You must be rather intelligent too. We will talk. Later."

The guards led him to an empty warehouse. He went to the very center and sat on the floor. The guards went to stand outside the exits. John sat there for an hour thinking about his discoveries, and the scientist, Dr. Langston. Finally, the event both had been waiting for happened. The tear appeared right next to him, gouging out a large hole in the floor, but did not, due to the extremely high ceiling of the warehouse, cause any structural damage that would cause the building to topple down on top of him.  A few minutes later, Dr. Langston came into the building and walked over to John. 

"A number of my collegues expressed surprise at what they just saw in the monitoring station, and at the fact that I knew this would happen. Of course, none of them have seen the footage I helped record and you just saw."

John looked in to his eyes and stated very pointedly, "Tell me why I was in that footage. If it was recorded hundreds of years ago, on the original Earth, how could I be in it? And that was definitely me."

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Dun Dun DUUUNNN!!!

Bet you didn't see that coming!

Actually, I bet some of you did. I know at least one person who did. I don't know about anyone else.

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Sleep is gooood. I really should do it more often.