“Karen saw it before Becky did. The great golden shape, that dotted dome, rising up against the horizon. She knew what it looked like but she didn’t want to believe it. #WIP#sciencefiction#apocaliptic#specultive#timetravel
“In a world that was kind, a world that was fair, Becky would have kept talking, kept hold of that pipe and never even looked up at her sister and the strangers.” #WIP#sciencefiction#apocaliptic#specultive#timetravel
“Around Becky the world seemed to move at high speed, she knew the others were talking but honestly, she couldn’t really bring herself to give a crap about them anymore. Not even Karen.” #WIP#sciencefiction#apocaliptic#specultive#timetravel
“They drove away from that tavern so fast, and with so much unwanted force behind them, that it took Karen more than the time it should have to realise that she had absolutely no idea where she was going. Or really any idea what had just happened. “ #WIP#sciencefiction#apocaliptic#specultive#timetravel
“The car had not been touched by the patrons of the bar. Karen could tell by the fact that its tires remained un-slashed; its windows remained un-broken; and its general person remained un-crashed into a tree.” #WIP#sciencefiction#apocaliptic#specultive#timetravel