The Echoes of Time
The relentless ticking of the clock echoed through Jake Crawford's mind as he navigated the city, armed with the knowledge of impending doomsday less than 20 hours away.
"Everything will be done in my way from now on and this time it will be different"
He whispered to himself, a determined gleam in his eyes. Having lived through the apocalypse once, he possessed a unique advantage – a complete knowledge of the future, a guide for the choices that could reshape fate.
He moved through the bustling streets, a silent observer amidst oblivious crowds. The city, once familiar will became a labyrinth of desolation and dangers at tomorrow morning.
As he walked through his favourite places , Jake interacted with people he knew. He didn't bother to explain what will happen tomorrow since he doubts that they would believe his words . No one would believe if they say he travelled back in time and there will be a doomsday coming tomorrow so he choose to be silent and focus on himself for now .
He avoided unnecessary attention, conscious that every action would ripple through time, affecting not only his fate but the destiny of humanity.
The countdown to doomsday continued, and the weather mirrored the turmoil within Jake's heart. The sky darkened, clouds swirling with an ominous energy. The first gusts of wind carried a foreboding chill, intensifying the urgency of his mission. He felt the weight of responsibility as if the atmosphere itself bore witness to the impending catastrophe.
Entering dimly lit establishments, Jake engaged in his mind conversations, seeking to unravel the mysteries surrounding the great devil's game. The air in these places was thick with tension, every word spoken carrying the weight of impending doom. The city became a paradox, alive with its daily routines yet oblivious to the looming threat.
As the day was nearing to night, Jake's plan took shape. He prioritized tasks, calculated risks, and prepared for the challenges that lay ahead. The city became both his playground and battleground, a stage where the fate of humanity hung in the balance. With each passing moment, the urgency intensified, driving him forward with a relentless determination.
He walked around the city until he got tired and sat on a public seat where
The dimly light served as a temporary refuge to his worried heart.
Jake began to reflect on the gravity of the situation. Less than 15 hours remained, and Jake felt a mix of apprehension and resolve. The city was on the brink of chaos, a canvas where the fate of humanity would be decided. The echoes of time whispered promises of redemption, urging him to embrace the challenges that lay ahead.
The journey had only just begun, and the real battle awaited. Jake steeled himself for the trials ahead, determined to rewrite the future and save the world from the impending darkness. As the countdown continued, he moved with purpose, ready to face the challenges that lay ahead and alter the course of destiny. The city, once a backdrop to his past failures, now became the stage for his redemption.
"I have already planned properly and come up with various plans ....if there is no error them I'm very confident of my plans ."
He has five years time to stop the apocalypse since he could never stop the tomorrow doomsday.
"I hope everything will be according to my plan !"
After spending 5 hours travelling and thinking about his plans , Jake Crawford returned to his appartment. He unlocked the door and entered inside his room while taking out his broken phone .
He scrolled through his contacts and stopped when he saw the person name he wanted to call .
'Previously I never know what happened to her but this time atleast I want to talk with her one last time .....'
Deciding for a second, he called the number and after some seconds the call was finally began to ring .
Ring ! Ring !
A female voice was soon heard from the other side .
"Hello ! Who's this ?"
Hearing her voice , Jake Crawford thought of cutting the call immediately. But his heart was very restless against his decision.
"Hello ? "
Taking a deep breath, he responded to her words ,
"Hello, it's me !"
She paused when his voice came through the phone, for a moment it was filled with silent until she spoke in mild tone
"Why did you call me ?"
He clenched his fist tightly and said
"How are you doing?"
He asked the question that he longed to ask her once in this life . She passed slightly, feeling peculiar about his sudden words .
"Why do you ask that for ?"
Sighing himself, he spoke slowly
"I was just checking on you !"
Hearing his words , she was silent before saying
"What's the matter ?"
He knew her temper , she won't reply to his question. Thinking to his past behaviour Jake Crawford was filled with regrets . He didn't reply to her questions but instead he spoke in serious words
"I know...it might sounds crazy to you but I advice you to stay in home tomorrow and not go outside at any cost! Can you promise me ? Please?"
The other party was confused thinking that it was one of his prank like before so her voice became hostile
"Why ?"
Looking outside the dark filled night , Jake Crawford uttered
"Don't ask me anything for now !....Just do what I said ....and I'm sorry for everything what I did !"
Saying the last sentence it took him all of his energy . He immediately cut the call and collapsed on the bed , his messy dark hairs covered his eyes and a single tear escaped through his eyes .
Someone asked me in past "Who knows the value of love ?"
At that time i simply replied "only those who are in love can understand the value of true love !"
But if they asked this question now , my answer would be very different and it wouldn't be simple as plain water .
"Only those who lost their love knows it's true value!"
To be continued