If there’s one thing I hate about traveling through time, it’s about going back to 2011. That’s right, the year before it all happened. But of course, Quadrant MMXII (the one in the big red circle) was off the charts tonight. Well, tonight was our lucky night. One of the original AGN members who planned on traveling through time to blow up the Globapoly HQ in New Amsterdam accidentally blew himself up midway through time. You’d think this would have a terrible aftereffect on time travel, but no. In any case, we found this ghost preparing for a jump back to 2011, presumably to try to complete his mission (again).
So why do I hate going back to 2011? Because it’s before all the pandemonium and catastrophic events even happened. That doesn’t sound so bad, until you realize how naïve people really are. Sometimes, those Time Fighters have it really easy. Another issue with going to 2011 is that, for one reason or another, our DATTs seem to have trouble working properly around this time. Remind me to get mine taken out. It makes me itch, anyways.
Jerry and I stop for a cup of 2011 coffee, which tastes so much better without volcanic ash, when Anna rushes over freaking out. Seems our ticking time bomb is floating around the building. The trick to a ghost like this one is to make him combust before the bomb detonates. I won’t bore you with the gruesome details, but we managed to lure the sucker away from the building and near the fog of patch we rolled in on until our PATTs started freaking out. We saw the fog starting to close. The ghost saw it too. And as much as ghosts like to cause trouble, this dude knows life sucks in 2011.
This right here is a fog portal. Looks freaky, and it's even freakier to travel through. We all bolt for it, watching it dwindle into oblivion. Usually we get at least a day to roam around, but the minimum 72 minute window baffled us all. You may be wondering why I would say I may lose some of my privileges. Well, as much as I support the USE, I believe that the AGN is here for a reason. To some this is outrageous; but to someone whose parents were killed for their beliefs, I think I have a right to fight for what I believe in, too. Which is why I let this ghost live to tell another day. He was in the right place, it’s too bad it was just the wrong time.
