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It was sixty-seven years ago. I was a twenty-three year old. We were spending vacation in the countryside home of a family friend. We were there for three days.
On the evening of the third day, I began to see things. Shaded figures of rivals in business…old friends…enemies… I became paranoid and ran outside, and then I saw it.
The ozone layer suddenly sprouted two holes. And an avalanche of snow and ice descended on the surface of our planet. It began to move, but in only one direction: Towards me. I was stunned. Impossible, I thought. Such a thing never could have happened. Then I turned and ran.
As I ran, I kept looking out for vehicles, if I could get into one, maybe I could speed away. But along the road on which I ran, no car could be seen. I began to despair. My lungs were burning in me. I longed to stop. But my instincts kept me going. Still, the avalanche kept coming. I stopped.
It was still a kilometer away. My scientific mind could not comprehend this. It was too bizarre. I sat down so as to concentrate on my thinking. It came faster and faster. Fifty meter… ten… five… two….one…then I smiled as the avalanche flowed over me.
I woke up in a small holding cell. I realized now. Illusions of illusions. I was meant to be captured. I smashed the door to the cell down. Subterranean. The walls were wet. Slime clung to it. The walls were lit by torches running along the corridor. I crept noiselessly down the corridor. After about a hundred meters, I stopped. A button. I see. Press the button. I pressed the button and fell straight down, into an office filled with computers. Cool.
I was exploring the area when the door opened and I ducked under a table. I could hear them, two of them, shouting at each other about someone called “Mirkov”. I smiled, Mirkov was my alias. After awhile, one of them began to fiddle with a computer. I grabbed the table, and hurled it at the man sitting idly on another table; the man at the computer whirled around and threw a fist towards my head. I ducted, but too slowly. I flew across the table, landing next to a pepper spray can. Jumping up with the can in my hand, I pulled the lever in his face. Too bad, I realized, can’s empty!
I threw the can in his face, knocking him out cold, and then I looked at the computer. The screen began showing equations, which I realized at once to be equations that concerned the mind. Quickly as I could I grabbed a pen and paper and wrote down the equations. Folding the paper, I rushed out the door from which the men had entered.
I stopped in my tracks, and looked up into the face of my long time rival. I dashed past him, running up a long flight of stairs with him in pursuit. My breadth began to come in short gasps. I saw his car a hundred meters away, and I made it my goal, my all-consuming obsession.
Increasing my speed to my fastest, I neared my goal. Fifty meter…twenty-five…twelve… five… two…one…I could not slow down. Running straight into the car at the speed of twenty kilometers per hour, I dented the car beyond repair, and fell down the other side. I could hear him coming, closer.
He bent over me and in a low, deliberate voice said, “YOUR TIME IS NOW OVER.” Then I passed out.
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