Episode Fifteen: End Game

by Robert G. Ferrell
Sept. 24, 2017 0 comments Symantec

It was a long drop to the pavement. It was so long that Baseball cap couldn’t figure out where all the time was coming from, as he had apparently forgotten about the temporal distortion that can accompany stressful situations like, say, being chased by federal agents whom you’ve just assaulted with a laptop that contains irrefutable proof of your treasonous activities. A reinforced concrete sidewalk suddenly announced that time was up by hitting him very hard in the feet. So hard, in fact, that the shock wave traveled up his legs, punched him in the solar plexus, and knocked him flat on his back. His blood was still carrying an overdose of adrenalin, however, so he was on his feet again in a few seconds, despite the fact that the air around him seemed mysteriously to have run out of breathable oxygen.