#wss366 06/30
#TimeManager Part 23: Elementary
CRASH
In the lightning flash, a man’s silhouette.
“Frankenstein!” Raven squawked. “In the door!”
BOOM
The tall figure was lit again.
Poe shuddered. “Was it the gentle monster...”
TM’s eyes spun, searching for another timeline.
FLASH
“...or tormented to frustrated anger?”
Raven fluffed and spread their wings, trying to look frightening. A piece of down floated in the air.
TM broke the mood of excited terror. “Frankenstein was the doctor.”
“Correct,” the figure said in refined Victorian English. He stepped through the door, coming in out of the #downpour, followed closely by a shorter man with a revolver.
After one quick appraising glance at the time-traveling trio, the taller man dismissed them and strode to the table, where he picked up a biscuit. “Made today with local ingredients. He has an accomplice.”
“I have them covered,” the other man said in an educated English accent, his revolver pointed at Poe.
“You can put the gun down. They are time travelers.” The tall man was clearly in charge, but his tone showed no need to be overbearing.
“Bosh, time travelers.” Despite the man’s incredulous answer, the gun wavered and then fell to his side.
The time travelers began to relax, with puzzlement replacing fear. Raven even peeked out from behind Poe’s head. And whispered, “What’s he, a wizard?”
“Look at them,” the tall man said.
“You’re not one to joke. But Time travelers?” his companion answered.
“Crekidy. Crack. Yeah, how did you know?” Raven asked, their head next to Poe’s ear.
Poe grit his teeth and put a hand over his ear, while the shorter man stared incredulously at the “talking” raven.
“Observe—their clothes; clearly from the future. And that one with clockwork eyes, a gnome or leprechaun. Both, I think. They are clearly not part of McFair’s gang. Remember my rule: ‘When the impossible is eliminated, no matter how improbable, what remains must be true.”
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