Prologue
Jack Bradley: Disappeared June 11th, 1977.
After waving goodbye to his wife and three precious children, he got in his old red pickup and drove towards town to pick up the groceries for the week. He turned the volume up on the radio, beginning to sing loudly along with Don Mclean.
"Bye, bye, Miss American Pie! Drove my Chevy to the levy but the levy was dry..."
The blazing Oklahoma sun hid the tentacles of light reaching towards him, and the next thing he knew it was dark and cold, and he was no longer alone.
...
April Summers: Disappeared January 7th, 1996.
One minute she was shoveling the vast amount of snow in front of her
house in southern Virginia. The next minute she found herself in
a huge crowd of people by an unfamiliar lake, huge mountains as the
backdrop. It was suddenly a little bit warmer and a whole lot
darker. And there was no snow in sight, no houses, nothing.
"This is weird," she muttered to herself. The thousands around
her were just as confused, whispering and suspiciously looking around.
A few hours later they were put in quarantine, all four thousand and
four hundred of them. It was then she found out it was not 1996
anymore. It wasn't even January.
"I've been gone for eight years? How is that possible?"
She walked around the large room, not sure what she was looking
for. Images of all the people in her life flashed in her
mind. Her husband Paul. Her two wonderful children, Lacy
and Tim. It was then that it occurred to her that they weren't
the same anymore.
"Lacy isn't a toddler," she gasped. "She's almost ten years
old... and Timmy... he's thirteen? Oh my gosh..."
Lost in her thoughts she continued pacing, not realizing she was about
to run into someone. When she bumped into his chest, she looked
up and couldn't believe it.
"Daddy?"