Grayson went through his spring courses by studying outside. One day he was studying on a bench when a man smoking a cigarette sat down next to him. The man only looked a couple years older than him but his clock looked unfortunately low.
Grayson noticed that for every puff of the cigarette the man took his clock fell two years. Grayson had the urge to swipe the cigarette out of the man's hand but his mother's words to not interrupt with a death, never. A young woman who was running stopped in front of the bench to tie her shoes, she was sweating and panting. Every deep heavy breath she took her clock fell a couple month. Second hand smoke, the silent killer. He got up and began to study on a new bench.
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The Man Who Could See The Clocks
Science FictionOnce upon a time there was a man who could see the clocks...