ORIGINAL WRITING

The door burst open, and in that moment time flowed backwards right to the beginning.

She woke up in hell, her body aching her nerves screaming of pain, something was wrong. Where was she? What happened?

Time flowed back again some more.

The drawers from the chest lay upturned its contents spilled on the floor, someone was looking for something, someone broke into the house

Yet again time trickled back.

A shadow moved in the dark as much as the dark moved with the shadow, The shadow stopped and slid through the floor, nothing was heard.

Time went back some more, stopped and began again.

It was the age of the builder, the age of metal. Everything was different than how it used to be. Torches light the streets and where rich people could afford it electrical lights were put up, hardly any rich person could afford electricity, it was something that only the builders use it in their factories of hate and iron perfection. Houses were built close together their rooves almost touching creating another level of floor for most cities, city gaurds patrol the streets and survey the rooftops with the electricity the give to the builders to keep away thieves.

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Gaurds keep together in packs like wolves hunting but they were just as immoral as the theives some times they were worse. Keepers are now the ones in control for they are the ones that train the thieves, they are the ones that make them who they are, they are the true legends nand now normal wooden housing slowly being replaced by steel the keeps slowly losing the battle against the builders. It is the end of the age of the builder, but more the age of the master builder.

Dr. Daniel was not a man to be taken ...

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