Kleo loved everything about history. She was a kittel bit obsesst with it do be precise. But she was a history teacher, so maybe that was a good thing. After all, she knew every detail in the schools history books.

She was a great teacher ro be exact, but not even that could save her from trublesome students.

On this day it had been extra trublesome. So it was'nt a big suprise that she was in a bad mood.

One of the students had even gone so far as to call history à waste of time. "How could history be à waste of time? "she wondered. "It could teach you a lot so you would not need to repeat the mistakes of the past. Not to Menton that it was entertaining at the same time."

Kleo was so prepcupied with these kind of thoughts that she didn't noticed she was the way to Time Square in New York. Not that that may have been important information for her at the moment. But something that may have been a bit morse important at the moment, was the facit that the people and trafic around her started moving as in slowmotion. Even the clocks and clouds started to slowly stop moving. But not even egen everything stoped dis Kleo notice, she was to deep in thoughts to notice. But when she walked right into one of the now statu like persons on the streat it broght her out of her thoughts.

When she noticed stantstill around her she was shocked, and to be fair 'who would'nt be?' At first she stod still in shock and didn't look any different from the rest. Then she started runing, desperatly trying to find someone that could still move.

But eveywhere she went in was the same, time seemed to have stoped for everyone but her.