It Was a Dark and Stormy Night - Time After Time

Collected Short Time-Travel Stories

De: John Chapman

Narrado por: Virtual Voice

Hold on to your time-hopping hats and chronological compasses, you're about to embark on a tempestuous trek through the tangled threads of time! Prepare to be propelled into a paradoxical panorama of temporal tampering, tantalizing twists, and a temporal traveler named Alex. This isn't your typical historical escapade—this is a heart-pounding, mind-bending odyssey where the past pirouettes on a precarious precipice, and the future teeters on the brink of temporal turmoil.

Join me, your reluctant guide, as I'm thrust into this tumultuous tapestry of time by a chance collision with Alex Pearin, a.k.a. Jack the Ripper. (He's not the macabre menace you might imagine. Time travel has a knack for confounding expectations.) Our convergence sparks the genesis of the enigmatic Time Agency Chronoclasm Organisation (TACO), a clandestine agency wielding the power to reshape history's tapestry.
Suddenly, I'm staring down the barrel of choice: join TACO, or become... slightly dead. No pressure, right? So I find myself on a mission to pluck the Blair Witch from the jaws of temporal oblivion, caught in a time-war between TACO and their rivals, the enigmatic BELL (Bureau of Enfolded Loopback Logistics, maybe? They won't say.).

But the stakes escalate with each tick of the temporal clock. My subsequent assignment? Ensuring the Titanic's tragic trajectory, 1,500 will perish, yes, but it's a grim necessity to safeguard countless lives across the boundless expanse of the multiverse. Time travel, as you'll discover, is a treacherous tapestry of triumphs and tribulations.

Then there's 1493. Leonardo da Vinci, on the cusp of aviation genius. But meddling with the timeline is a delicate dance. So Alex and I waltz into Florence, trying to convince Leonardo da Vinci to hold off on his airborne dreams. But the allure of flight proves irresistible, and you find me soaring alongside him, rewriting history with every wingbeat.
And amidst the temporal paradoxes, I uncover a shocking truth: I founded BELL. The very organization we're battling against. Buckle up, time travellers, because this just got personal.

Are you poised to embark on this chronological crusade, and become a fearless chrononaut? Then dive into the tempestuous depths of Time After Time and prepare to have your mind irrevocably blown.