Whats...happened...to...me?
Why...cant...I...move?
Everything is gray...but why?
I cannot move, the one with the...Death Ray...he is frozen...so is the ray...
Spiff was stiff, staring ahead, his eyes unblinking, his head jerked forward.
He could hear, see, smell, and think, but not feel, or move, or talk.
A sidewalk...
He was confused; why was he having memories of the far past, long forgotten, hundreds of years ago?
Him yelling about ivy...
It was as if a lightning bolt shot through him; the boy in the ivy was him!
He was two thousand years old!
No...I'm not...real?
But real is fake, and fake is real, so why even bother?
"Spiff! Spiff!"
He was jolted out of his thoughts, as a saw out of the corner if his eye, a girl.
She wore her black hair short, and wore the uniform for Spacegirls;
Brown knee-high boots, gray pants, a navy blue shirt, and a black cloak.
The uniform was designed to blend in with anything and everything, and he could barely see her now.
She pulled out of a pocket a purple stone, set on a round metal thing.
"Here, wear it and you will be able to control time, and not be stuck in paused time."
She slid it onto his right hand, as it was attached to a glove, which melded to his shirt.
He gasped, and realized he could move again.
She pulled out a round container, and tossed him a matching glove, only this one had a white rock in it.
"That is to counter the affects of time, so you don't age, and can't get injured while time is paused, etc, etc." She said, lifting up her own right hand, showing him a white stone set in the dark gray glove.
"Er, um..." Spiff said, as the girl rubbed at the chains with the tip of a small knife.
"Night, but my real name is Maya. Maya Night." She said, as his right ark dropped to his side and she set to work on his left.
"Night, wont people ask when they see the stones?" Spiff asked, cocking his head.
At this, Maya laughed.
"Oh come on! I thought of that! This world is governed by science and magic, so the time-stones can control time with magic, and they are masked by an equation you would not understand, and then we put 5, the result of the equation, next to 15, and the result is 20, and we mix it with the chemical equation 12.345.782, which we turn into a substance similar to water, but is a chemical, and we call that W.C.15, because its a mix of chemical water and chlorine, and we equal it to the number 15, then dump the stones in and have robots immune to acid get them out after they are invisible to all but those frozen in time, and to those who are wearing the glove with the stone on it." She said, and with a flick of her wrist, she freed Spiff.
"Er, Maya?" He said, standing up.
"Yes?"
"What language was that in?"
"English." She said, rolling her eyes.
"Oh. What dialect?"
"OURS! And get moving, I'm running out of timefreeze, we've been frozen equal to an hour."