After my dad left, me and Tara ordered some more drinks and went to chill on a couch. We were talking and sipping back on our drinks, and then I began to feel the surge of time flowing throughout me. I told Tara what I was feeling, and then she wrapped her arms around me.
"Are we going to be traveling through time again, Ricky?" Tara asked.
"I hope not!" I replied.
Although I have gained some knowledge about my gift of time, I still have yet to master it. It seems as if my power just randomly shows up and takes complete control. It's almost as if it has a mind of its own. Whatever is happening to me right now though, I just hope that me and Tara will remain home here in Willow Creek 1994.
I feel it. Time is flowing throughout me, and its strong. I can't control it. The world around me is beginning to fade away...
I'm drifting in the cosmos. My life is flashing before my eyes. I'm seeing things that I've forgotten. That's me and my cousin walking with our grandmother to school back in a place called Thompson. We were only five years old...
I'm beginning to feel this pain. It's a horrible pain. It feels like something is trying to take my soul from me... I'm fighting back. I'm trying to save my soul...
"Ricky, wake up!" Tara says.
"I'm awake," I respond. "I had another experience, and it wasn't good."
"What happened?" Tara asks.
"I was drifting in the cosmos and seeing my life flash before me, and then I began to feel this horrible pain," I reply. "It felt like something was trying to take my soul away from me."