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Carlson looked up at the sinking Titanic from the lifeboat. Its lights still shone brightly against the clear night sky. As the lifeboat rowed away from the doomed ship's hull, he kept hearing a voice inside his head:
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'There's no moon, I don't like that. No moon means surprises…' It was Officer Morrow, the man who had let him on the boat so he could escape the ship. Soon, the ships lights went dark. More voices joined the din inside his head.
'Carlson, Commander Hipple wants to see you, its urgent…' 'Someone must shoulder the blame… Someone must shoulder the blame…' He wanted the voices to stop but couldn't make them stop.
Carlson sat helpless as he watched the ship disappear beneath the waves of the Atlantic. He looked into the lifeboat he was sitting in. Only he and another man were sitting in it. Looking closer he noticed the man was someone he had not seen before. The man wore a military like outfit.
The man glanced at Carlson and smiled at him with a churlish smile. He snickered with a German accent, 'If there is war, Germany will win… Germany will win… Germany will win…'
'Wake up you scum!' yelled Carlson's landlady. 'Your morning paper is here!' She yelled as she tossed it at his head.
Carlson awoke with a start. 'It was just a dream' he thought to himself. As he sat up in bed, he looked around his crummy apartment. Wallpaper peeled off the walls. The carpet in some spots was torn. The apartment seemed just as broken as his life had been since he had been fired from the Service.
He looked at the date on the newspaper: April 14, 1942. Thirty years. Thirty years since that tragic night. Thirty years since the Titanic had gone down beneath the salty waves. Thirty years since he had failed.
The headline on the paper read: NAZI BOMBERS HIT CITY: Heavy Damage in Docklands.
'What if?' he thought. 'What if I had met with my contact?'
He got out of bed and got dressed, as was his normal routine. He then had breakfast and sat down in one of the chairs by the fireplace. A copy of Morgan Robertson's 'Futility' lay on one of the arms of the chair. Carlson had taken to reading it as of late. He thought it was so prophetic. It had only been written fourteen years before, yet it told of a ship which was the largest ever built sinking on its maiden voyage in the North Atlantic.
Carlson then glanced at the newspaper clipping which served as the bookmark. It told of how Lord and Lady Lambeth had most likely died on the Titanic. He remembered Georgia, who was Lady Lambeth. They had dated once, although that had not lasted long, as he had joined the Service while they were together. He was always saddened when he looked at the clipping. If only he could have saved her.
After his daily reading session, he turned on the radio. They were playing classical music as usual. The news report came on as the song ended:
'And now to begin today's top stories' the female voice announced. 'London has endured another night of German bombing. Most damage was concentrated in the east end. The RAF has struck enemy aerodromes in L'Arbre and the Low Countries. In Russia, further German losses are reported around Leningrad. In Asia, the American fortress at Corregidor is still defiant, but Japanese forces are reported nearing the Burmese oil fields. And that concludes the news summary. We now return you to our music program.'
Carlson turned off the radio as the music began again. He couldn't bear to listen to that happy sound when the world was being torn to pieces by war.
Just then, a knock on the door interrupted his thoughts. He answered it. It was his landlady.
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'It's about time your awake', she cackled, 'Your two weeks late with the rent'.
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'I promise I'll pay it soon', Carlson assured her.
'They said you was important.' retorted the landlady, 'Not now, now you're just old and broke'. With that the landlady exited down the hall.
Carlson thought to himself, 'How did I get here?'
He then walked over to his desk, which was all that remained of this former life. In the drawer was his termination notice. It read: 'His Majesty's Government regrets to inform you that your services in the Office of the Secret Service are no longer needed. Termination to be effective immediately.' Below it Commander Hipple had signed his name.
Also in the drawer was the ticket he had bought for the Hindenburg. Luckily he was not able to go on the trip because his car broke down. He shuddered at the thought.
He picked up his pocket watch. He had been wearing it the night of the sinking. The watch had frozen at 2:20. That was the time the ship sank beneath the waves. Just then, that voice which had replayed over and over in his head became even stronger:
'See here, this isn't about your dedication. Pringle certainly attests to your loyalty. No, your dismissal stems from the Titanic mission. That failure can no longer be ignored, especially now. I am sorry, but someone must shoulder the blame. The Service, you understand. We can't be held responsible.'
It was Commander Hipple's voice. It was from the day his life had been turned upside-down. August 10, 1914. Sooner or later they would find out he knew. And find out they did.
As Carlson put down the pocket watch, an air raid siren started going off. Soon it was joined by many others. 'There is no escaping now' he thought to himself. All he could do was stand and watch as bombs began to fall across the city.
Just then, a bomb landed outside the apartment building. He felt a force throwing him back. The last sounds he remembered were the sounds of the shattered glass and the explosions. He then blacked out.
Soon he saw himself flying over the ocean as his pocket watch ticked backwards through time and soon faded into the distance. He didn't initially know which ocean it was, but when he saw icebergs he knew it was the North Atlantic. Just then, he heard a voice he recognized as his own:
'The past, forever locked in regret. But what if the past could be changed? Thirty years have come and gone since the night that saw the end of the world, my world. The Service needed someone on the Titanic, the chose me. I was to wait for a signal from my contact, so I remained in my cabin. I left only once, Georgia was on board. And that's when it came, there'd be no second chance. It was Sunday, April 14. Too late you see. For the Titanic. For me. What if I had met with my contact, preventing disaster? What if the past could be changed? What then?'
Carlson thought he saw the Titanic in the distance, but he wasn't sure. He blacked out again.
When he came to, he took in his surroundings. It looked like his cabin on the Titanic, but he wasn't sure. 'This can't be' he thought. He looked at the mirror on the dresser. The man in it looked like his younger self.
It was then that Carlson realized that nothing would ever be the same.