Timewarp
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Richard remembered very little about what followed. He was led to the capsule and eased himself inside. Gadgets were placed on his head and he felt tiny pinpricks as the needles, electrodes, or whatever entered his brain. He had the strangest feeling that his thoughts and feelings were slipping through his body and into the air around him. Then... blackness.
Perhaps it was just as well that Richard could not know what was happening back in the laboratory which his mental being had just left. Everything went smoothly to begin with and it would have been hard to detect, from the quiet air of calm and confidence, that a revolutionary experiment in time travel was taking place at all. It was only when the digitalised version of Richard's conscious "self" was due to be deposited into the body of the unfortunate coma victim that disaster struck.
The first sign came when one of the scientists suddenly shouted out. "Dr Sandford! Over here...quickly...we have a problem." All faces turned to him.
"What is it?" asked Dr Sandford, rushing over.
"The boy, the one we're planning the subject in. His body has just died, three minutes before our calculations. If we don't find a suitable alternative soon we'll lose the trace!" "Computer scan. We have to find a body which is in a coma state, in the same location but still alive at exactly 3.31am on 8th October, 1958." The computer keyboard was rapidly tapped until a report came up.
SUBJECT:SUSAN RADLEY BORN:10.02.1939 MEDICAL STATE:COMA FOLLOWING CAR CRASH.ALL PHYSICAL INJURIES HEALED AS AT 3.31AM 08.10.58
Sandford looked at his colleagues. "It's our only chance, otherwise we'll lose him. Input the co-ordinates. He won't be the first person to go to sleep a man and wake up a woman...but he'll be the first to have experienced the change so suddenly."
The female assistant tapped the keyboard again. It was done! Consciousness came very slowly to Richard, in the early hours of that October morning, ten years before he had ever been born. For a long time he was vaguely aware that he was in a bed which was not his own but he lay still, eyes barely open, trying to remember how he got there.
As he recovered his senses, he began to notice that he was in a hospital. He felt very stiff, as if he had been lying in one position for too long but he could not feel any reason why he should be in a hospital bed. Something caught his attention. A lock of blonde hair had fallen across his line of sight. But he had short, brown hair... didn't he?
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