Saving the game

Reality Revisited

Issue 16 - January 1997

What would you do if you could control space and time?

Bill found a bench in the shade of the park trees across from her office building. It was almost noon and the girls usually came out for a walk on their lunch break. Nice breeze, comfortable. Not too many people.

He reached into his pocket and pressed the button, saving this moment in time and space. Now he was free. It always made him feel better to give it a little test so he watched a cab roll by then pressed the reset button and returned to the first moment. He watched the cab drive by again and then stood up into the new reality that was made just for him.

He was bored with waiting around all day for sport scores so he could reset to place his bets. That was small time money anyway. After the trouble with the SEC he had decided to give up stock trading for a while. Now it was the game that thrilled him.

He crossed the street and sat down on the grand stone steps of the Denbar Insurance building. He could have come before and waited, noting the exact time she would come out and then resetting, but then you spend all your time waiting and not doing anything. He set down his back pack and unzipped it so he could get to his gun quickly.

He didn't have to wait long. They came out, three young women, Suzi, Cathi, and Gina, the one he was going to rape. They started walking down the sidewalk, probably to the Afternoon Deli, where he'd been watching her.

When they were at the door, he took out his gun, grabbed Gina and pulled her away.

"Not nice to scream," he told her.

He put a bullet in each of her two friends and pulled her into the alley and threw her down behind a dumpster.

"Oh God, please don't!"

"Stop shaking like that. We don't have much time."

He held the gun against her neck and with his free hand started kneading her breast. He started to reach up her skirt when the device reset and he found himself back on the park bench.

"What the hell?" he said, reaching into his pocket to examine the device.

"It's not there."

Bill turned around and saw standing behind the bench the old man who had given him the device so many years ago.

"Quinn! How are you doing Q-man."

"It's been quite a busy ten years, hasn't it, Bill. I guess it's closer to fifteen for you, living and reliving the same days." He came around in front and said, "Mind if I sit down?" "No. Sure."

"You know, Bill, you've turned into one sick, perverted, foul little creature. You know that, don't you?"

"What do you mean?"

"Well, you were expected to cross a few lines, you know, punch out an old high school bully, tell off your boss."

Bill sat silently, watching the breeze blow the fine black hairs around Quinn's smug, youthful face.

"The time jumper device is a priveledge, not a right. I wasn't surprised when you walked into the girls shower room at the high school gym, and you're not the first person to get laid using the jumper to find out which opening line works, but now you're more trouble than you're worth. It's hopeless."

"What are you saying?"

"How many people have you killed?"

"None."

"Well, of course not in the default time-space line. How many women have you assaulted or raped?"

"None."

"Did you really have to do your neighbor's wife like that? Didn't you find it unproductive. I mean, after losing a whole week, over and over, planning and preparing, and then all you learned was that she was going to scream and cry, like you couldn't figure that out."

"It never happened."

"Not for her. But it happened for you. Your time jumping days are over, Bill." Quinn smiled and said, "Oh, don't give me that wounded puppy dog look. Just be glad I'm not jumping you back to before I gave it to you. You can still hold on to those fond memories of peeping and stealing and killing that you seem to be so fond of."

"Well, what was I supposed to do with it?"

"You really let me down. The others did so much better. You had such potential after college. It was the battle of the Bills. Q picked Gates, then Q picked Clinton, and I got you. And this was my idea. Are you satisfied? You and your carnal circus have made me quite the laughing stock."

"Huh?"

Then Quinn rolled his eyes and disappeared in a glowing flash.

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