Pandora Jupiter
Life Time
“Tik.. yes. tick.. tok...”. “Tik.. yes. tick.. tok...”. “Tik.. yes. tick.. tok...”.
Conscious of the confusion about myself, the sound of the mouth mimicking the sound of the clock was heard constantly from earlier which I had just ignored before because many things I wanted to understand first one by one at first, at first, but time did not feel long gone, he was now very close to me.
“Tik.. tak.. tik- ..........................................”.
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Suddenly stopped being cut off, giving an extreme goosebumps sensation, the hair standing stiffened on every part of the body. As if time had stopped, nothing moved but myself. Even the woman was sculpting without the slightest movement. His mouth widened closed blocked neatly arranged teeth look sweet like a smile or rather lips when pronouncing vowels (i) from the last word ‘tik’ he said. Posing in his right hand and left foot forward. The steps stopped half way.
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1 second. 2 seconds. 3 seconds. 4 seconds. 5 seconds. 6 seconds. Somehow spontaneous second by second I hum in the head. Over time no change makes me more anxious why there is no movement at all.
99 seconds. 100 seconds. 101 seconds.. Until when this situation continues. Just imagining that I was the only one in this world freaked me out.
600 Seconds. 601 seconds. Ten minutes passed I began to lose my count.
I could only sit down without daring to do anything and keep looking down. The reflection of my face from the surface of the water was so pale.
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“... Tok”'s. “Tik.. yes. tick.. tok...”. ~ Sounded what I expected to make me relieved as if mired longing, finally after if 11 minutes longer wait, the world shaken some time, no matter what happened. finally, his mouth sounded again, continuing the previous one. The step that had stopped half finally moved a step and then stopped standing firmly was very close to the position where I sat with both legs backward. But what was surprising was that all the hours around me also suddenly sounded in regular synchrony with a volume so loud it was triggered in one command. “Ding..~”. “Tring-ring..~”. “Rang-rang!…~” Makes me spontaneously turn around here and there watching this strange phenomenon that continues to happen in a row. The needle shows the number ten in Roman script. Witch clocks that had been mute vibrate with various types of alarms splashing a puddle of water around it. The bells on the tower and the clock cabinet swing like a pendulum. The bird from the wall clock is swerving in and out. The hourglass was automatically turned back right after all the sand fell down. The resulting sounds integrated into the melody create harmony that is unusually comfortable to sound the ears to make me stunned but in the anxiety of a terrible nightmare. It is precisely because of that perfection that makes him even less deacons. Shaking goosebumps of fear close the eyes and also the ears as much as possible using both hands as hard as possible.
“Please Stop..”. I ask you who is in front of you. Regardless of what I say, it still continues to echo without its ceaselessness haunting me. What really happened. What's with all this? Please stop! “Hei. Please stop”. Insanity laughs at helplessness, I feel like I could lose my sanity at any moment if this goes on. “Please...” despair I'm welding.
“STOP!!”. Without me realising the screaming loud sounds. Again in an instant everything was instantly empty. The entire sound stopped to coincide with the end of my shout.
Opening my eyes and ears, I saw the reflection of someone other than myself in a puddle of water. looked up my head, from below I saw the figure of a girl who looked the same age as me. The woman stopped right in front of me after walking from a distance. The only one here besides myself worries me a little but also gives me a little inner calm sigh of relief because I also definitely don't want to be here alone.
“What does this mean?”. I repeat watching it from the bottom up many times.I did not notice before, how could it be this similar to me, like an identical twin sister who was born perfect. ‘No way ‘can I have a twin sister?’.
“I am not a sister nor am I a sister to you, but have the same blood as you. But my degree can be lower as well as higher than yours. I know everything you don't know. I'm the future. Your shadow.”
As if he could read exactly what I was thinking he answered directly what I was asking even though it only flashed inside my head without me speaking verbally.
“Do you know…
Something mentioned with time?”.
Only able to frown, I was confused by what he asked. A time? Isn't that. Um. it's. I think I know but I don't know how to explain it. The words I wanted to say were stuck in the throat. My mind was a little confused by that question. What exactly was time also thought I kept questioning the same thing in my mind. Something that keeps ticking, a long-standing calculation of what happened, a cycle that keeps repeating itself without end. There was no wrong answer but why I could not say it. I could not answer exactly what the definition of the time he meant.
“Others there is no life. Will that time keep going?”.
“....”.again undigested philosophical questions into my brain. How could I know for sure about that. But I can think of hypotheses based on logic without evidence. I think of course it will still run, the Moon is orbiting for example. Asteroid flying in space. The sun is constantly burning. They can also move and take time not to include life forms alone. This time I will answer with a little faith.
“It's not like that, keep going, yes.. right?”.
“Then what about the time that has been missed, how the fate. You know what really happened to him. You were 1 second ago. You were 10 seconds ago. You were 1 minute ago. You were 10 minutes ago. You were 1 hour ago. You were 10 hours ago. You were 10 days ago. You were 1 month ago. You were 10 months ago. You were 1 year ago. You were 10 years ago. You in the past”.
“A-what does that mean?! Isn't that part of me, it's in me, and the proof is that I'm here”.even though I said that but in fact I gulped my own saliva. I'm not sure I have a past. No, wait, I was watching the scene or the fear when the clock ringing phenomenon was already a part of my past.
“Therefore time is the embodiment of the dead but also the mortal life form. When you die your time is over. No, exactly what is time and all the calculations are no longer needed, because we will all forget it”.
“Death..”.
Am I dead?
