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Leterrible found himself enclosed in a flexible bubble with Dr. Montsnmags. He could distinctly hear breathing from behind him. With a natural reflex he turned to find the source of the noise. There was nothing... but all of a sudden there was... he yelped in fear and tumbled backwards and fell in the bubble’s wall, but the bubble being spherical he slid downward, coming nearer to the thing. Then it jumped on him...
“Stop, Adrian, stop!” said Dr, Montsnmags.
It growled its disapproval and backed off of him. Leterrible remembered seeing one of those creatures in a National Geographic magazine recently while looking at pictures of...err... well he was a lonely widower ... They called it a Gibbon; some kind of primate the caption said. Now he had one in front of him and would not let it out of his sight, those teeth were terribly long and pointed. But there was something peculiar about it. Its image kept fainting and reappearing, sometimes in a totally different posture. Other times it seemed to slow down and at others became too quick to even see because it became a blur.
What a fantastic creature! He thought.
Dr. Montsnmags interrupted his observations and pointed towards the room outside the bubble. Nable/Moose? Elke, whatever his name was walking backwards in the room and he, himself, Leterrible was still sitting on that cot! My, did he look old... and pale. Suddenly he made the connection. Outside the bubble time was going backwards...
Dr. Montsnmags gestured towards the primate and said:
“Now, Adrian.”
The bubble started to lift really slowly. As it met the ceiling an electric arc formed at the top that slid down along the wall of the bubble following the edges of whatever the time machine pushed through. Eventually it was out through the roof into the receding darkness of the evening. The sun was going up from the west! And it accelerated! All moving objects outside were a blur becoming fainter and then indiscernible. It was going up faster now and it was night again for five minutes, and day for three, and night for thirty seconds and on and on until day and night became a rapid flashing.
The time bubble was now two miles up and started on a north-eastern trajectory, leaving Cuba towards... Leterrible’s breath stopped in horror...the Bermuda Triangle...
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