Stopped Time Novels & Stories

The city outside had shifted into nighttime. Lights glowed through the glass windows, painting the office in softer reflections. It should’ve been peaceful. Instead, it felt eerie. Like I had somehow wandered into a different version of Gregory Empire. My neck ached. My shoulders hurt. And my laptop screen had started looking mildly offensive. I checked the time again. Still 8:52. Fantastic. Time itself had apparently stopped moving. My phone buzzed softly beside my keyboard. I grabbed it immediately. Not because I was eager.

she repeated the time gently. And just like that, the line went dead.

The screen refreshed on its own and a timer appeared 00:59:12

He grabbed his phone and called the number he had remembered by heart. He wanted to question her and talk some sense into her. "Sorry, the number you have dialed is unavailable," a cold, robotic voice rang out. Jason froze and wondered if she had deactivated her number. He kept calling again and again, only stopping when his phone battery died and the screen went black. He sat in the dark, his stomach still aching, but the pain in his chest was far greater. A wave of fear and unfamiliar anguish washed over him, leaving him struggling to breathe.

He had not even moved from his chair between the last call and this one. "I don't care what mode it's on. Tell me how to stop it!" Trevor strongly suspected that Keegan was stalling for time. Keegan responded "Oh," and continued slowly, " Well, it's not set up yet." Trevor was furious. He gritted his teeth and asked, "What did you say?" "I said we haven't set up the force stop function yet. After all, it's still in the development stage, and it's normal for the program to be imperfect."

“So 2:47 PM helps her. Like it helps us.” _Thump._ Adrian looked at me. I looked at Adrian. 2:47 PM. For 11 seconds. For 588 days. Now for 19 years. “Yes,” Adrian said. “We can tell 2:47 PM. Today. At 2:47 PM. We’ll stop. For Chloe. And we won’t start again until she can stop with us.” _Silence. Car. 11:38 AM._ “Good,” Alex said. Leaned back.

I quickly say, immediately turning around with intention to dash out of here. " Stop!" I stop in my tracks, with my hand on the door knob. I slowly and nervously glance over my shoulder at him, feeling stuck and rooted in place. " Don't you dare walk out of that door." He says, rising to his feet. When did he end the call? " I didn't come to see you." That's the only thing, I can think of saying. The one thing at the top of my head. " You're here." He says immediately, almost cutting me off.

Ace explained before pausing. --To be continued…