Footsteps thundered behind me as I ran faster down the hill. I quickly turned the corner and leaped behind a dumpster, hoping to conceal myself from the people pursuing me.
But when I looked up, there was someone else behind the dumpster too. But he wasn't shocked that I was there. It's like he knew I would come here. He looked my age, but different, I couldn't quite figure out what was different about him. He was holding some white disk with silver and blue buttons on it.
"If you want to live I suggest you come with me." He spoke in a quiet, strained voice.
I heard muffled voices as my chasers split up and started searching alleys.
I nodded.
The boy in front of me quickly motioned for me to hold onto the disc. Once I did he pushed a few buttons and we were no longer behind the dumpster. We were no longer in my country. We were no longer in my decade. I had used time travel.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Another Time
No FicciónShe was on the run. He had a few secrets. They were a good team. Until mysteries got solved.
