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Life as We Know It

JOE's POV

"Okay! Wait, wait…..! What?"

I saw Sam sigh with tight lips. "I've already explained this Fred!"

"So, let me get this straight. We're in an alternate dimension because the three of us simultaneously were about to get into an accident but black out and now we can't find our friends or family?

"Exactly" Sam looked over to Fred, but was met with a blank stare.

"Sam, that makes absolutely no sense."

"Well if you haven't noticed Fred this place makes no sense!"

I shook my head and looked out the crooked window of the crooked bar. Through the window I could see out into the streets of Limborg. They were empty looking. Not too many people. It seemed like the entire town was sitting in this bar. I looked back to Sam and Fred who were bickering. We had been sitting here for a while. I can't tell you exactly how long though; my phone had been lost to the collision.

"Sam," Sam stopped arguing with Fred and looked towards me "what time is it?"

Sam shoved back his long sleeve and stared at his watch, but that was it. He just stared.

"Um, Sam?" I looked at him. He seemed to have stopped breathing. Fred had noticed Sam's demeanor and stared at him strangely.

"Hey dude. It's not that hard to tell time. I've been able to since like, the 2nd grade."

" Fred, shut up. Look…" Fred and I followed Sam's order and looked closely at his watch.

"Dude, are your numbers..." Fred trailed off and stared wide eyed along with Sam and me as we watched the slim black numbers of Sam's watch peel off one by one and float into the air.

They floated higher and higher until they faded into the murky air.

Fred jumped back, drove his hand into his jean pocket, and pulled out his phone. We watched as the numbers from his digital clock did the same thing as Sam's.

"What-what was that?" Sam whispered in a desperate tone.

I began to quickly scan the bar for an answer.

"SIR!" I yelled as I saw a bartender make his way down the counter line. He stopped at me and stared back with hard eyes.

"What time is it?" I tried hard not to let my very present fear take over my voice, but failed as I let out a small quiver. The bartender stared at me like I had three heads.

"Time? TIME? Limborg doesn't have time."

"Doesn't. Have. Time?"

"and hasn't for quite a while.

"Doesn't have time?"

"Nope. No clocks, watches, sundials, no nothin'. Now is that all or do I just get to stand here all day and answer stupid questions?" and with that the bartender turned and left.

The three of us sat there in a heavy silence. In a zombie like trance, I got up from my stool and walked out of the bar. From the sound of shuffled footsteps, Fred and Sam had followed me. I unlocked my car and sat behind the driver's wheel. I waited for Fred and Sam to take their seats. Once I was fairly sure they were in, I revved my engine and began to drive down the desolate streets of Limborg. I wasn't sure where we were going, but streets don't just stop.

They have to lead somewhere.

~I dedicate this chapter to Writer25, who was my motivation to finish this chapter.

Best of luck in college 3