"Of course we can get messages from the spiritual world," said George. "Most of us just don't know we can yet, is all."
Paul had decided to ask George his opinion on the matter of spiritual dream messages, toying with the idea of letting him know what John had told him. George was very into all things spiritual and might know something about dream messages that Paul didn't.
"You don't think, though," Paul checked, "that we could get a message from a dream telling us to do something if we weren't supposed to do it?" Actually, Paul was already sure of this, but it didn't hurt to ask George what he thought about it, too.
George frowned a little. "That would be silly." He looked at Paul curiously, wondering where these 질문 were coming from, but not about to pry if Paul wasn't ready to tell him. Paul considered telling George about his plans, but decided against it. It would sound pretty crazy to say he was thinking of travelling through time to try and bring John back. But if all went well, soon everything would be fixed, and the events of these last three months without John would never have happened anyway.
After his discussion with George, Paul became even 더 많이 convinced he was that he was doing the right thing in trying to go back in time and save John. After all, John might have said that no one was supposed to go back in time, but the fact that he had managed to contact Paul and give him a way to do it proved the opposite was true, didn't it? They had both agreed; John wouldn't have been able to come and tell Paul about this opening in 우주 and time if Paul wasn't supposed to use it. And of course John wanted Paul to use it to bring him back - why else would he have bothered to come back just to tell Paul that one particular thing?
March eighteenth arrived, and Paul had carefully made sure he was in 런던 on that day. He didn't want to take a chance with missing the time slot.
"I'm going out for a bit," he told Linda around noon. He wasn't sure how time travel worked exactly, but it should only be for a bit, since most of his time out would be spent in another time, on a completely different day. Paul walked to the Abbey Road crosswalk alone. The place looked the same as usual, causing an unexpected pang in Paul's heart. How he missed that place. Why had they broken up and left all this behind again? Why?
But that train of thought was interrupted when he noticed a small shimmering in the air, just off to the side of the crosswalk, right where John had said. It was very subtle - probably Paul wouldn't have noticed it if he hadn't been looking for it. It looked almost like a heat haze, only a heat haze in March would have been strange enough on its own.
Paul took a step towards the hazy bit. This was it. He was about to go back in time. Maybe even be the first person to ever do it - that was an exciting thought on its own, even without the thought that soon he would have John back again.
Paul was now right in front of the haze, which swirled in the air in front of him. Taking a deep breath, Paul stepped inside.
The haze seemed to consume him, blocking out everything else around him. For something that looked like a heat haze, it was unexpectedly chilly. Paul couldn't see the 거리 또는 hear anything except a vague rushing in his ears. Unsure how this opening-in-space-and-time thing was supposed to work, Paul just concentrated as hard as he could on his destination. 1980, December 8. 1980, December 8. Preferably the morning - he might need time to get to New York and find John. He had no idea where he was going to land. All his concentration was focused on getting to the right day.
The haze continued to swirl, and Paul had no idea if he had done this right 또는 anything. Then the mist cleared, and he found himself standing in his own kitchen.
Paul had decided to ask George his opinion on the matter of spiritual dream messages, toying with the idea of letting him know what John had told him. George was very into all things spiritual and might know something about dream messages that Paul didn't.
"You don't think, though," Paul checked, "that we could get a message from a dream telling us to do something if we weren't supposed to do it?" Actually, Paul was already sure of this, but it didn't hurt to ask George what he thought about it, too.
George frowned a little. "That would be silly." He looked at Paul curiously, wondering where these 질문 were coming from, but not about to pry if Paul wasn't ready to tell him. Paul considered telling George about his plans, but decided against it. It would sound pretty crazy to say he was thinking of travelling through time to try and bring John back. But if all went well, soon everything would be fixed, and the events of these last three months without John would never have happened anyway.
After his discussion with George, Paul became even 더 많이 convinced he was that he was doing the right thing in trying to go back in time and save John. After all, John might have said that no one was supposed to go back in time, but the fact that he had managed to contact Paul and give him a way to do it proved the opposite was true, didn't it? They had both agreed; John wouldn't have been able to come and tell Paul about this opening in 우주 and time if Paul wasn't supposed to use it. And of course John wanted Paul to use it to bring him back - why else would he have bothered to come back just to tell Paul that one particular thing?
March eighteenth arrived, and Paul had carefully made sure he was in 런던 on that day. He didn't want to take a chance with missing the time slot.
"I'm going out for a bit," he told Linda around noon. He wasn't sure how time travel worked exactly, but it should only be for a bit, since most of his time out would be spent in another time, on a completely different day. Paul walked to the Abbey Road crosswalk alone. The place looked the same as usual, causing an unexpected pang in Paul's heart. How he missed that place. Why had they broken up and left all this behind again? Why?
But that train of thought was interrupted when he noticed a small shimmering in the air, just off to the side of the crosswalk, right where John had said. It was very subtle - probably Paul wouldn't have noticed it if he hadn't been looking for it. It looked almost like a heat haze, only a heat haze in March would have been strange enough on its own.
Paul took a step towards the hazy bit. This was it. He was about to go back in time. Maybe even be the first person to ever do it - that was an exciting thought on its own, even without the thought that soon he would have John back again.
Paul was now right in front of the haze, which swirled in the air in front of him. Taking a deep breath, Paul stepped inside.
The haze seemed to consume him, blocking out everything else around him. For something that looked like a heat haze, it was unexpectedly chilly. Paul couldn't see the 거리 또는 hear anything except a vague rushing in his ears. Unsure how this opening-in-space-and-time thing was supposed to work, Paul just concentrated as hard as he could on his destination. 1980, December 8. 1980, December 8. Preferably the morning - he might need time to get to New York and find John. He had no idea where he was going to land. All his concentration was focused on getting to the right day.
The haze continued to swirl, and Paul had no idea if he had done this right 또는 anything. Then the mist cleared, and he found himself standing in his own kitchen.
