Ichabode is in a rocking chair, in front of a mirror and is anxiously rocking to a beat that only he can hear. He’s staring at his new face with an intense glare, and his mind has become a battlefield of thoughts. His hands are gripped to the arm rests as the thoughts are firing off in his head, one after the other. The fabric of his reality is starting to unravel.
“Who really are these people and what do they want from me?” Is this some kind of a crazy cult? Am I a hostage, or am I free to leave at any time? Is this all a dream? Who chose my new face for me, how picky were they? Was this the best that they could do? Is this skin like a temporary layer, and will my new face eventually come back as I get older? How am I gonna explain myself to people who don’t recognize me? Where does my boss think I am? He’s probably fuming that I gave no notice! Do I still even have my job at the hotel? Where are my house and car keys? Who’s watering my plants and who’s picking up my mail?
Then, all of a sudden, his ears start ringing with a high frequency and at the same time, his blurry vision becomes crystal clear. He looks at himself in the mirror and sees little specs of light dancing around in his own aura, and as he moved his hands back and forth across his face, they would follow along with a sparky trace. “Huh!” He says. Feeling completely astonished but dumbfounded, he stops rocking, robotically rotates his head to look at Akasha, (she’s been sitting there quietly and observing him the whole time) and with a dead look in his eyes, says, “It’s time for me to freak out, so sorry that you have to see this!” He stands up and starts to yell out “Am I on **** drugs? Did someone ***** slip me something? What the ** did you do guys do to me?” Before all of this happened, I had a normal life, I didn’t know any of you, then one morning I notice you sitting on the boardwalk, and then a boat blows up. That sorta thing doesn’t happen everyday! Do you know what I mean? Then you come and stay at the hotel that I’m working at, I knew I shouldn’t have followed you! I should have turned away when I watched you walk into that ray of light, but NOOO!! I had to follow you! The next thing I know, your buddy, Mr Bigshot comes and knocks me out, then I wake up in abandoned underground disco and then that “Kahn Sue” guy, I mean, what kind of a name is that anyway? He put these weird glasses on me that freak me out, and then after that I wake up with burns on my face and some “nutbar” Nurse makes me go even more insane. I mean, this is all so unreal, you have no idea how messed up this has all been for me!” Khonsu then walks into the room, grabs Ichabode by the shoulders, and
sternly says, “Snap out of it…. right now!! I’m really sorry for what has happened to you in the past, but I am here for you now and I will do everything in my power to help you! His grab then softens up and transitions to a hug. Ichabode then drops his shoulders, looks down and starts to cry. “I’m so sorry, I just don’t know what I did to deserve all of this? why is this happening to me? Khonsu then starts to explain. “I was taking a chance at letting you wear the glasses. I should have warned you about the consequences of taking them off improperly. You took them off before deactivating them and that’s what gave you the skin reaction. You see, they implemented a brand new nano- technology based off of a very crude time viewing machine called a “Chronoscope.” It was invented by an old Italian friend of mine for the Vatican, right after the second world war. He was a Scientist, Priest, Musician and even an Exorcist. The original device is still in existence and hidden away, somewhere in the Vatican. It acts like a television, and it has the ability to display historic events. It has even supposedly verified the existence of Jesus Christ and broadcast his crucifixion. The device had three metal alloys, a variety of cathodes, dials and levers, key pad and even a TV screen. Since then, because of my hard work, research and creative mind, all of it’s technology has been refined, redesigned and reduced to a nano level and then embedded int
o the construction of these glasses. The basic jist behind them is that they “tune in” to the events of the past, and then display them for you, don’t ask me how, they just do. You can’t interact with what you see your strictly an observer.
