Anvil of Fate

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Kelly awoke, the sweat and torment of his nightmare still shaking him. It was the same dream again, echoing in his mind and dogging his sleep for three nights now. He had been working late at the USF Harney Science Center Arion system to finalize the numbers for their planned Time jump. They were going to see a Shakespeare play, the Tempest, but the news he heard on the radio as he drove back across the Bay Bridge changed all that.

Then he stopped near that 7-11 store when he got to the East Bay. Unable to find his cell phone, he was going to make a call to warn the project team. At that moment he thought he saw an old man in a gray trench coat stepping boldly in front of his car, but he blinked and no one was there. Kelly got out and, an instant later, a car came cascading around the street corner, skidding on the rain slick pavement. He was hit, and thrown against the metal pole of a nearby street sign, falling in a daze to the ground.

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