Mortimer and Myrtle A Love Story
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The shrill ringing of your alarm clock fills your room, forcing you to wake up. You sit up in your bed and a sharp pain displays itself in your head. You feel different somehow.
Getting out of your bed, you head out of your bedroom and into the small apartment kitchen, your stomach growling loudly. As you enter the room you notice your roomate, Charlie (24), sitting on the couch reading a book, his reading glasses making his eyes look twice as big as they really were. When he heard you, he quickly looks up and smiles.
"Morning, Jake!" He says
"Morning"
"A package came for you this morning."
"A package?" You ask, clearly you weren't expecting it
"Yeah. It was delivered by some shady dude too. Said it was 'for your eyes only' whatever that means."
"What? Where is it?"
"I set it on the counter in the kitchen."
"Cool. Thanks man."
As you head into the kitchen, Charlie continues to read his book. There is a small old looking package sitting on the counter, waiting for you to open it. You quickly pick it up and tear it open. Inside is a small silver pocket watch, a note sits beside it. You pick the watch up and open it up to see a regular old pocket watch, ticking away at a slow pace. "Its just some old pocket watch, Charlie!" You yell across the building.
"Interesting. Can you tell who its from? My girlfriend is going to flip when she hears about this creepy story."
You reach into the box and pull out the note. It appears to be fairly worn out. Inside is written as follows:
"Dear holder of this watch,
The power that this machinery contains is beyond most human understanding. When the button on the watch is pressed 3 times, its power will activate. Use the power it hold however you wish. Beware, however, for it only holds 3 total uses. When all the uses are used up, it will fail to work until placed in anothers hand.
Good luck and have fun,
The previous owner."
Curiously, you look at the watch one more time, it appears to be just an average watch. Taking a deep breath, you press the button on the watch 3 times, suddenly the world seemed to go quiet. The sound of the watch stopping is what you notice first, followed by the birds, and cars outside. Confused, you yell out to Charlie.
"Hey, Charlie?"
There is no responce.
"Charlie?!" You yell again.
When there is no responce, you begin to get scared, and head into the other room. Charlie sits on the couch still reading his book.
"Dude, why arent you answering me?"
Charlie still stares down at his book, not moving a muscle. You walk over to him and wave your hand in front of his freckled face. No responce. Hes frozen. Frightened, you quickly run to a window. Sure enough, cars are frozen in the middle of the road, a couple joggers are frozen in mid run, and a pigeon stuck in the middle of flight. You hold the watch up. You've stopped time.
A smile crosses your face as the opportunities that lie before you are practically endless. You could do whatever you want and, right now, your feeling horny.
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