He stepped out into the night. The fog swirled.
- He stepped out into the night. The fog swirled. The street lights flickered.
- Ripperologist Sam Dade was indulging his hobby. The temporal discontinuity had opened onto Buck's Row, London. It was Friday 31 August 1888. His theory that the Ripper was really a
- newspaper man. Sam Dade came back to solve this murder once and for all. He checked his TimeBridger for the coordinates. A WHISTLE blew. A 19th Centure Cop pointed at him and said
- " Our department has already solved the case. There was no murder. It turned out the victim slipped on a banana peel. " To this turn of events Sam Dade replied
- ,"Oh, OK. No problem then. On to the next murder case, right?" Secretly, Sam Dade was unconvinced. There was something rotten in Denmark. The banana peel explanation was the lamest
- thing he had ever heard. Well, discounting the whole elephant-waterboarding case, but he didn't like to remember it. It was too confusing to be of any use now, anyway. Sighing, he
- returned to the moment. They were all looking at him. Some shuffled uncomfortably. At least a few still seemed hopeful. Hopeful for what? That he'd solve it? The only clue he
- had was a small cobalt glass jar of ointment that had been passed down since 1735. Oh come on, he thought, there must be more clues. But psychic Mary said, "Oh, no"
- He smeared psychic Mary's temples with the 1735 ointment and shouted, "Come on, Mary, come on!" again. "If you don't come up with the goods the ships gonna blow!" Mary suddenly
- had a vision. "Damn," she whispered. "What?" he said excitedly. She turned to him, eyes dull with despair. "I...I left the iron on." He screamed with frustration as the ship blew.
- Started
- 2012-03-05 17:18:04
- Finished
- 2014-06-01 15:36:21
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lucielucie Jun 02 2014 @ 04:40
I have visions like that.
BlastedHeath Jun 02 2014 @ 19:45
Nice opener, Year8English!