Hell’s Demons – The Time Traveler
(Don’t worry we are nearly at the end…I’m a stubborn bugger, when I start something I need to finish it)
So, day four brings us to the hardest character of them all to manage…The Time Traveler. Not the Sniper, not the Brat? Nope. Based on one simple fact…..the Timetraveller is not there. Time Travelers come in many shapes and sizes and inhabit many different worlds. Some are in the past, some are in the future, some are on this planet, some are in complete fucking world of their own.
You can spot a Time Traveler by the slightly vacant faraway look in their eye. Their clothes are dishevelled as God only knows when the last time they changed was or even if they ever have, the aroma a unique blend of old bibles crossed with goat cheese and banana. They work in highly technical or specialist areas, requiring a brain the size of Peru and the conceptual thinking skills of da Vinci. But putting one foot in front of another…..that is another thing entirely.
Nothing worries a Time Traveler, because they aren’t there. Need them to do something? No problem, they press the big red internal button marked “take off” and….woosh! You can’t criticize a Time Traveler because you can’t pin them down or work out where the hell they are….and deepdown you know that the truth is, they are probably all geniuses!