{"sf1_id":235774,"sf2_id":"4nA4JQAm","title":"Death In The Time Bay Part One","author":"Pellicius","words":746,"posted_at":"2011-03-31T02:20:00.000Z","tags":["Future","Gore","Mystery","Steam Punk","Timetravel"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/235774-death-in-the-time-bay-part-one","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/4nA4JQAm","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/c0/c7/c0c72b5a-40fd-434f-8dd7-69668a644c7b","description":"","content":"DEATH IN THE TIME BAY: \u0026nbsp;PART ONE\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; Scott stood in the Time Bay, wearing his temporal insulation device and feeling distinctly nervous. \u0026nbsp;The device was heavy and threw off an uncomfortable amount of electricity that made Scott's fur stand on end.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; But despite the device being uncomfortable and a pain to carry around it was a must, and gave him a way to signal for help if something went wrong.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; Scott lifted the device from his hip, where it hung from a brace that encircled his chest, and looked at it. \u0026nbsp;it was heavy, cased in mahogany and with a thick glass viewing port in the center that displayed several gauges. \u0026nbsp;One showed the year he was currently in, another showing the temperature, which was currently at about one hundred ten degrees, normal.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; Scott was snapped out of his study of the device by a loud piercing whistle, it was the operator signaling that a Time Machine was coming back in. \u0026nbsp;Scott dropped the device back against his hip where it made his fur stand up on contact. \u0026nbsp;Scott's pointed ears snapped up, the tops brushing the top of his bowler hat, and his tail beginning to wag. \u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; The moment that he had waited for for many years was arriving, he was finally going to drive his own Time Machine! \u0026nbsp;There was a crackle, a smell of ozone, then the air warped for a moment and with a bright white flash, the Machine arrived. \u0026nbsp;Scott blinked the brightness of the flash out of his eyes, then got his first good look at the newly arrived Time Machine, and gasped.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; The side panels were riddled with bullet holes and perhaps half of the windows had ben shot out. \u0026nbsp;Scott rushed over to the Machine's sliding door and with a grunt, jerked it open, fearing for the safety of the time travelers inside.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; At the Time Traveling Institute the faculty had always taught that by no circumstances must a Time Machine ever be breached while it was traveling. \u0026nbsp;If that was so then there was a risk that someone could get sucked into the time stream and alter history. \u0026nbsp;The teachers had always stopped there, leaving the students to wonder what exactly would happen if they left the door of their Machine open while traveling. \u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; The floor was covered in blood and limbs. \u0026nbsp;There were at least four time travelers lying in the bottom of the Machine and not one was fully intact. \u0026nbsp;Blood dripped from the opened door of the Machine onto the white marble floor of the Time Bay, splattering Scott's shoes. \u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; Scott was jerked out of his paralysis by a shout. \u0026nbsp;He turned to see a young fox in an operator's overalls running towards him, his face full of concern and fear.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \"What happened, were they shot?\" \u0026nbsp;Asked the operator, his tail was drooping in fear, and Scott was aware that his had done the same thing. \u0026nbsp;More blood drained out of the Machine and Scott was aware that steam was still rising from the gore.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \"We need to call the police, these poor fellows are already dead.\" \u0026nbsp;Scott nodded at the operator's words , he felt faint and there was a little voice in the back of his mind insisting that this couldn't be happening. \u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; With a shaking paw, Scott dug out his mobile phone and hastily dialed a number. \u0026nbsp;It dinged twice, then a calm voice asked him the nature of his emergency.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \"A Machine just came into the Time Bay, but its all shot up, and everyone inside is cut to pieces.\" \u0026nbsp;Scott was surprised by how calm his voice was, he had expected panic but instead there was a detachment that was scaring him. \u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; But before he could worry about that any further there was a high wailing sound in the distance and Scott knew that the police were coming. \u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \"Thank God.\" \u0026nbsp;He said, then the operator tapped him on the shoulder and pointed at the Machine, his mouth open in shock.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; Inside, one of the bodies was moving, someone was still alive.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp; TO BE CONTINUED IN PART TWO\n\n  \n  \n\n"}