A Time To Travel

Time Travel is hard... Take a friend!

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No one was looking for me.
All I had to look forward to was being caught, by one evil or another, two horrible beings that only seemed to mean me harm. There was no one kind left.
I sobbed loudly as I threw myself over the crisp, made bed, and my fingers brushed over something soft and warm. Startled, I opened my eyes and gaped when yellow eyes blinked open. “Ghost!” I gasped, and scooped the little ball of a black kitten up into my hands.
I knew for sure right then that I wasn’t in my time. This kitten had died years ago, when I was twelve. I remembered crying a lot then too.
Ghost stretched out in my arms and started purring. He buried his little face against my shirt, and settled in comfortably; I couldn’t help smiling. Ghost was the first one that I knew to acknowledge me. Maybe cats could see time travelers? I had no idea, but I was grateful anyway.
“Maybe you can come with me,” I said softly as I carefully stroked his fluffy-silken back. He only purred louder, so I smiled and rose. “Okay then, it’s settled.” I smiled more and nudged him. “How about you curl up on my shoulder, Ghost?”
He gave me a baleful look, which was rather adorable, but did as I suggested. Which was a bit of a surprise, but I was willing to go with it. Once he was settled on my shoulders, I took a deep breath, placed a hand behind me to hold him where he was, and ran through the door.
It was time to test my theory.