Frank's head was spinning. He felt dizzy. He opened his eyes. The surrounding looked awfully familiar.....he was in the cabin that was assigned to him when he boarded the Titanic in 1914. Was he dead? He felt alive. No, he was alive. He looked at a nearby calendar....something wasn't right.
April 14th, 1914? He looked down at his watch. It was working! It read 9:31 PM. Which meant...
Something wasn't right. What happened to the war? Unless somehow he had managed to somehow go back in time...
He looked in a mirror...he looked the way he did in 1914. Strange. Perhaps this was a way of redemption? He had a mission. He wondered what he'd been doing the past few days aboard...
A knock came at the door. He closed the pocket watch, and went to answer. A man dressed in a white suit greeted him at the door.
"Good evening," he began in a rather low tone. "I am Smethells, your steward, and if I may so so, it is good to see you up and about. You've been in your cabin the whole voyage. A touch of the mal de mer?"
Frank slowly nodded. He had no idea, but decided to go with it.
"Yes just a touch."
Smethells closed his eyes. "Seasickness can be quite unpleasant- esecially if it is one's first crossing. I have a message for you from a correspondent."
Frank took the telegram, which simply read "Meet me by the electric camel, now! -P. P."
As Smethells rambled about how passengers demanded messages be sent daily and rapidly, Frank remembered back. P. P. stood for Penny Pringle, who was a fellow agent. Frank was supposed to meet her at the electric camel or a mission...the mission he failed this very night. Perhaps this was a chance for redemption.
"Thanks, Smethells. That will be it then?"
"If you have no need of additional assistance. Should you require me, please feel free to ring the bell by the door. I bid you good night."
With that, he left.
Frank stood with his door open. He wondered still about his current situation, but if this was a chance for redemption, there was no reason he should be complaining. He would have done anything to get this chance...and he had it.
He immediately left his cabin and went to the gymnasium to meet Penny Pringle. It was time to finish what he failed to do this night...