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STORY TITLE: A Time From Now
      CHAPTER TITLE: Where There is Silence_I Am Gone_Fifty-Nine of One Hundred
RATING: this chapter: PG
WORD COUNT: this chapter: 340
WARNINGS: this chapter: some angst_Brian POV
DISCLAIMER: Nothing I can say that hasn’t been said already? Not mine
    Originally Beta’ed byherefordroad, all subsequent mistakes are mine
     Story throughout contains excerpts from The Brian Kinney Operating Manual including commentary from the Editors
SUMMARY FROM THE EDITORS: ’The alley, the street are just the way he remembers them, all controlled chaos with blazing red and yellow lights…’
      For Brian the fun never stops
AUTHOR‘S NOTES This is my first Post 513 ‘saga’ which I initially started writing at the show’s end as my response to that ending. Now I‘m revising and reposting it. It projects 59 years into the future and reflects all that that entails, most of the loose ends are tied-up. I dance with POV, I dance with time, I dance with grammar, in essence, I just dance to the song Brian & Justin sang to me.
     Story Contains: Brian_others, Justin_others. They grow old, they are always together for just as long as time allows, but, ultimately, they will die.
     As someone wise once said, ‘In the end, it’s all about Brian and Justin’ and I can only agree

A Time From Now

Where There is Silence_I Am Gone
Nightmares - A Third Kind - Pittsburgh

In the third kind of Brian’s nighttime-terrors, events unfold pretty much as they did that night, only more so or less depending on how you look at it. When Brian hears the radio announcer‘s voice, when he understands what’s being said, he tells his driver to turn the car around, and of course, the man does. Their way back to Babylon is just as it was then, the same normal drive through an indifferent Pittsburgh taking them toward the insanity of Liberty Avenue. Once they arrive, everything’s just the way it was. The alley, the street are just the way he remembers them, all controlled chaos with blazing red and yellow lights, with sound-deafening sirens and with a sudden, uncontrollable mind-numbing fear. And his club, his beautiful club, is the same smoking ruin with just the same fragmented familiarity as before. He recognizes it and he doesn’t.

The only thing that’s different is…him. No matter what he does, no one sees him; no one even knows that he’s there. He stands right in front of them, in front of Ted, or Emmett, or Jennifer and none of them can see him. He feels their confusion, their disbelief, their shock, but they can’t see his. Jennifer screams for someone to find Justin, Ben moans over an unconscious Michael and he wants to help them, more than anything he wants to help them, but he can’t. When he tries to touch them, they drift away from him. They back away from his outreaching hand. When he tries to speak to them, finally to scream at them, they can’t hear. Instead, they turn away. This time, when Brian finally finds his way back to Babylon, he realizes he’s the one that’s gone and he can’t begin to imagine why. He screams at them…I’m here…I’m here…I’m here, but not one of them notices him, not one of them hears a single sound he makes. And he’s left only to wonder if any of them will ever find him again.
End Excerpt

Next Chapter: Brian sometimes fails to see the writing on the wall, especially when it’s written in a new kind of language

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