An Excerpt from The 25th Hour (Book One in The Adventures of Mackenzie Mortimer):
The frantic blasts of the car
horn and the noise of screeching tires were replaced by the eerie calm and
silence of Q-Time. Mackenzie tumbled from his bicycle, landing unharmed on the
asphalt road. “Phew! That was close. I could have been killed.”
“Yes, you could have. You
should be more careful at intersections.”
“Usually, I am,” Mackenzie
explained. “But I was rushing because…” He stopped when he realized he was
still in Q-Time. Whenever he was in Q-Time, Mackenzie had felt like the last
boy on Earth, alone after the desolation of a neutron bomb or some natural
disaster had wiped out all other life on Earth. It was always eerily silent in
Q-Time. For him to hear another person or object, it would have to be moving at
the same vibrational frequency he was. He spun in the direction of the voice,
realizing if he were encountering another person in Q-Time, it could only be
the mysterious time traveler. He wondered if the cloaked figure before him was
his future self, his grandfather, or his father? Then, he recalled the time
bomb and realized the mysterious stranger might mean him harm. Afraid the man
might vanish before he could find out, Mackenzie twisted the larger watch stem
all the way to the right. He had read enough in his grandfather’s journals to
theorize by expanding his chronal energy field to the maximum to encompass both
himself and the time traveler, he could trap the traveler in the field. “Who
are you?” Mackenzie demanded to know. He heard a subdued rumbling in the
distance.
The
figure stepped closer and lifted his hood, revealing a young man in his early
30s. “What have you done?”
“I’ve
expanded the chronal energy field as far as it will go. If I’m right, it’ll
counter your own field and trap you in Q-Time with me until I get some
answers.” What had begun as quiet rumbling grew tonitruous in the usually
silent realm of Q-Time. Mackenzie felt the air vibrate and the ground quake.
“Are you the same time traveler who gave me the key? He was ancient and you’re
young. Either you’re someone else or you haven’t given me the key yet, in your
timeline. Which is it? Who are you?”
Time is running out… fortunately, Mackenzie Mortimer has a few more minutes than anyone else!
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