“You’re not at the end of your troubles,” the mud creature continues, “You see, time is a line and has to be kept that way because it is infinite. No time line is to cross another or else…”
“Time warps. Which year in history can you possibly come from? 2150?”
“1602,” Captain Traumatic says.
“2578,” Captain Sunblast continues.
“I’ve no concept of time,” the King-Fool remarks.
“Time?” asks Birdseye, “what for?”
“All creatures are aware of time zero, or death,” the Mud creature says.
“I’ve always existed,” the King-Fool says.
“I live for and in the moment,” Birdseye says.
“You’re fools,” Mud-man says, “the whole lot of you. Time lines run in parallel. Each time has its own reality, its own worlds and universes.”
“Why are you here? Why have you been arrested?” Captain Traumatic asks.
“I’m a time travel agent. I’m accused of lending time I don’t own. Nothing new, I’m a regular. You see, when borrowed time must be put it back, the people I lent it to don’t return from their trip in spite of their guarantee: they leave their time identity here, which means that if they don’t come back at the appointed time, they lose their identity for eternity; they become outlaws on iEarth, without reprieve.”
“We’re not outlaws. We do come from Earth. We’ve nothing to hide. I can explain,” Captain Sunblast asserts.
“You won’t get away with it,” the Mud creature says, “you haven’t given a single clue that you’re not lying.”
“But you believe us?”
“I don’t. If find your lies well-crafted and interesting.”
“Yet you can’t tell lies from truth from your customers?”
“That’s why I look the way I do. There are untold benefits in believing the client at any cost.”
To be continued…