The Tomorrow Thief
Written by Universal Monk
“Ready?” the man asked.
Charlie Newburry closed his eyes and nodded.
“What will I see?”
“Probably nothing too exciting,” the man said. “Maybe birds. Hopefully you’re only going back in time for ninety seconds.”
Charlie felt like he was falling.
“I’m not ready!” he yelled, eyes snapping open. Swaying ferns and steaming earth.
He heard a growl and spun around just as the saber-toothed tiger jumped on him. Fangs ripped into his neck. Bones crunched. Blood sprayed warm across ancient leaves.
Just before Charlie died, he watched a flock of birds, startled by sounds of struggle, fly into the sky.
END