Diary of a Time Traveller Part 2

By Stephen Shypitka

I shan’t be a minute. Mind the T-Rex.
The strange case of Dr James Mist who possesses a key that makes time travel possible leaving him a target of the Nazis in prewar London and post-war rock ‘n roll with one peculiar side effect a melancholy of Christmas.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Stephen Shypitka
• Release date: Apr 11, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005065683

Stephen Shypitka

Stephen's eBooks have sold across 4 continents in Australia, Canada, Denmark, France, Germany, Jamaica, Netherlands, New Zealand, Poland, Romania, Switzerland the UK and the US. His online success has allowed his work to be noticed, read and savoured with his fiction for our times that turns heads, crosses genres and connects us all. Stephen was born in British Columbia, Canada an alumnus of USC film school in Los Angeles, he has taught the craft and loves to travel.

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Diary of a Time Traveller

By Stephen Shypitka

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Dedication

When both did stand in a moment at the possibility of goodbye?

Savage life was made soft.

CONTENTS PART II

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

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Diary of a Time Traveller

Chapter 6

It’s potassium old boy? James assured.

You’re lying about almost catatonic. I wasn’t as confident.

Nothing a good ole banana can’t cure. The early experiments—

What are you going on about? You’ve been only gone a fortnight. What experiments?

Oh, I’ve been gone a lot longer than that. Caught me off guard it did that first trial.

Explain yourself. I insisted. There’s a bloke in my ward that looks an awful lot like you.

And so he did.

He’s suffering from potassium deprivation.

Potassium deprivation?

Yes, my potassium levels dropped quite rapidly and the knock to my noggin’ didn’t help.

You mean that’s you. I knew it.

Perhaps you should sit down. James pointed to a soft chair in his study.

I rather take it standing up if you don’t mind.

Yes, well that’s what I thought. Got me a bruise. Rubbed his head. You see? The size of a robin’s egg.

He placed my hand on his head for a feel. I retracted instead reaching for the Five Kings this time pouring it myself. I couldn’t stop my hand from trembling.

There’s a good lad. James cooed in anticipation.

I poured him one as well.

Experiments? Now you’ve gone and done it. You know you’ve split yourself in two.

Hardly.

Come take a look at bed nine. You can't be experimenting on yourself without someone being objective, taking the empirical approach. Minding the store, eh? Milton tapped his head. Henry Hyde?

Precisely why are you here. Perhaps I should begin at the beginning.

***

Soon we were upon the ward walking. He was entirely too keen to want to gander at himself. I mean, the one James Mist in bed nine. Somehow he managed to talk me into it. I blame the brandy. We bungled about down the hall making a terrible noise.

Milton knocks into a tray of bedpans. Sending them a flutter like thunder.

The patient’s in the ward groaned.

One rose awake.

Shut it! Some us are trying to grab some kip before you commence to poke us about in the morning!

Such was our mullered state.

The darkness was fading and early morning hue of violet-blue and purple was both upon us. Already I could feel the warm air waft once again from the