When do you want to go to
“Rotate the dial clockwise, four clicks.”
“But the dial doesn’t rotate.”
Smiling condescendingly, “slide your fingers around the dial as if you were rotating it. We’ve evolved beyond moving parts.”
He cautiously “turned” the dial to the right and could feel the click as he passed the 3 on the face.
Soft laughter. “Keep going.”
He’s thinking “I know I’m not moving anything but something’s moving.”
12. Click and an amber glow briefly warmed the watch face.
“Excellent. You’re almost there. Turn the dial counterclockwise four clicks.”
9. Click. 6. Click. 3. Click. 12. Click and the entire room froze, but for him and his friend.
Nothing moved. Food halfway to mouths hung in space, not dripping. Someone brushing past him stopped in his tracks, just as they were touching.
“What the fuck?”
Bellowing laughter. “You’ve stopped time, my friend.”
There was an odd hum he couldn’t identify.
“What’s that hum?”
“Basically the current sound from all sources, stopped where they were.” Looks around, as if revisiting an old haunt. “Weird, huh?”
“Yeah.” Then his brain kicked in. “Now what?”
Broad smile. “Now you go backwards or forwards.” He nodded towards the watch. “Look at the dial.”
He glanced down and saw millions of microscopic dots, every color and some no one else had ever seen before now. And they flowed in patterns that were slowly hypnotizing him.
Fingers snapping. “Hey, come around.”
He looked up, back at the motionless world around him. Nothing had moved.
“This is a lot to take in.”
“That’s an understatement. And it gets better.”
“How far back can I go?”
“As long as you go back to a timeplace that supports human life, the times the limit. I’ve heard tell of some who’ve gone to prehistoric ages. You know, dinosaurs, etc.”
“Only as far as the build date of the watch. It can’t go beyond it’s birthdate.” Smiles and winks.