Eyes of Time - Prologue. Prologue

Prologue:

The first time it happened it caught me completely unaware.

Words fail me to describe the atrocity of what I witnessed on that night.

A chain of unforeseen events taking place as though it had been screen-playedbefore. As if someone had premeditated all of it. But my mind refuses to accept such notion. All that gore could not be the result of a human mind. A mind that worked and thought through similar processes as my own.

As long as I live I shall not ever forget that landscape of horror. I watched dumbfounded, standing in the middle of dust, twisted metal, and other undistinguishable detritus, as the lives of all those screaming people took a turn for the worse.

The shadows played on their desperate faces, the result of fires still erupting everywhere. The dirt seemingly covering all there was to cover. The screams getting ever so loud as the time moved on.

It has happened several times since. Random blackouts that have allowed me to witness the darkest corners of human soul. I have no control over them, not when they happen, nor my destination. I only know that I am only allowed to see great catastrophes that have occurred in the past. I cannot intervene, I am only a bystander, the ghost’s eyes of humanity’s desperation. At least, this is how it has been so far. It started when I became eighteen, and have become ever more frequent.

This is my story. My name is Rhina, and I am a time-jumper. I do not know what is my purpose and much less why was I given such a gift. But my inner-clock tells me that I’m very close to finding out.