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Chapter 1 Are you in a safe place now? Good. Keep reading, keep running and please. Try to stay alive.
Since I can’t tell you my real name and I have countless aliases, let’s settle with something simple and plain. Alex Brown. That’s what I’ll be referred to as.
47 High Street. You know what that is? It’s the famous H.G Wells’ birthplace. The “Atlas House” as it’s called. How appropriate for this book.
You don’t know H.G. Wells? What about The Invisible Man? Or The Time Machine?
Right now you’re confused and your thinking, “What is this all about?”
For starters, I’ve been places and done things beyond your wildest imagination.
I’m seventeen. That’s the year when everyone says that you are crazy. Quote Clarisse McClellan from Bradbury’s classic Fahrenheit 451. And just for the hell of it, let’s pretend that I live in San Francisco. Let’s add a bit more and say that I have a girlfriend, live a pretty ordinary life. Ordinary, that was, until September 20th, 2007.
Weekday. I had school, which isn’t that bad unless you’re already working on a graduate at Stanford in physics. Quantum physics. Like Schrödinger's cat and that paradox about time traveling. And why, you ask, why do I take such a nerdy class? Pay a visit to my mother and father up in the government why dontcha? But I’m minoring in computers. You might want to watch out. I can hack into your computer just by thinking about it. I’ll explain later.
I live alone. My parents died when I was ten. Foster parents took me in, but I didn’t like them. So I ran away. No big deal really. I knew how to fake an ID by 8 and I could well, “delude” others, you could say. Make them see what I want them to see.
I ran all the way to “San Francisco” and went to school, fooling everyone around me. Adults, peers…the FBI, Social Services and just about the entire world. Man, it was such a rush. I felt so superior. Of course, that was destined to end. Like the glory of Rome.
So how did I do it? How did I lead every top agent in every single country’s intelligence on a global chase that lasted for years and is still going?
Can you keep a secret? Of course you can, because if you don’t, I’m going to kill you. Seriously… Or you’ll just forget you ever read this. Take your pick.
So, are you ready?
I’m different from you. Different from everyone else in this world. Well, just about. I’m psychic; I can create illusions, sense things from far away and, oh yeah…
I can time travel…
… By myself…
…and that my friends, is why they are after me. To cover up that conspiracy…
Quote: Note* My chapters are like really short, but there's going to be a lot. It's my writing style.
Lostt Eviie · Wed Jun 03, 2009 @ 11:30pm · 0 Comments |
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