Time Link - An Interactive Post-Apocalyptic Serial

TimeLink Chapter 4 – Sickness

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“A small group of survivors living in Post-Apocalyptic America have been able to activate a time link to our era.”

I know it’s only been two days since I last sent out a message.

I don’t really have a lot of time. We had a bad storm roll in just hours after we got back pounding everything with a nasty rain that stung the skin if you got out in it, and it threw some wicked lightning.

Professor Scrap had us scrambling to get everything unhooked for fear of a lightning strike.

The batteries haven’t had a chance to fully charge, so I can’t send out the lengthy message I normally would.

Space Ninja 9 is still jumpy from the storm. Honestly, I think it’s one of the very few things that actually scares the kid.

I have a request for one of you.

The Professor is pissed that I’m even asking it. Hell, he even threatened to physically hurt me if I did this. I think Dahlia might agree with him, because she’s giving me some very nasty looks, even as I write this. Flashbang hasn’t really said anything, but every time he looks at Lefty’s wound, his face twists up like he might puke.

But we have to try SOMETHING!

Lefty is in bad shape. The infection has set in like a sonuvabitch. I know he’s going to die, and soon, if we can’t do something about it.

That’s where you come in.

But before I even ask, I have to tell you, at P.S.’s instance, that there’s a big-ass risk here, since none of us really have a clue how any of this time-link shit works.

We could be risking a paradox. From what Scrap says, there’s really no such thing as a big paradox or a small one. A paradox is a paradox and the likelihood that it’ll destroy everything in the universe if it happens is pretty damned high.

So, know this, if one of you agrees to do what I’m about to ask, then it could mean the end of life as anyone knows it. It could also mean nothing at all. Either way, Lefty dies if we don’t try.

We need antibiotics.

Real, powerful antibiotics, and we need them several hundred years ago.

I want to attempt something, and God help us I hope it works.

One of you, get all the antibiotics you can, the most powerful ones you’re able to get your hands on. Seal them in an airtight container. Something that can withstand the ravages of time.

Go to these coordinates, 37.250954, -101.410727, and bury the case there. You should find a massive rock, or boulder. It juts out to the southeast, making a little overhang. Bury the container there. At least 3 feet deep.

I hope Lefty doesn’t die.

I hope this works.

I hope it doesn’t kill us all.

Battery is about drained. I’m shutting down and heading out to the coordinates with a shovel.

Maybe I’m as much of an idiot as P.S. says I am.





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