Prelude: A letter to you.
The first thing I will let you know: You do not have to be alarmed. There is no need for panic, there is nothing you can do. I hope to whatever Deity that you may or may not believe in, that this letter is in good hands. Here I have written all my secrets, all my past events, which might be your future events if time is not changed. If time does change, and tragedy does not happen, this ‘book’ and all recollection of it will cease to exist.
Time is a mysterious thing. Time is the blank sheet of paper that life uses to paint its masterpiece. Even at this moment in the future, year 5,943, we are not completely sure of how it works. Despite the mystery surrounding it, science has been able to create a device that makes inanimate objects appear in different points of time. That is NOT what you are holding.
But In order for you to understand how this foreign technology works, I will explain exactly what this ‘thing’ you have in your hand is. What you are holding is a memory of time, called a Phantom. But this isn’t your ordinary “Memory” So to speak. In older times, a memory is a recollection of past events that one plays back in their head. This kind of memory, a Phantom, is different.
What you are holding is a disguise. A book. But this isn’t your every day hard-covered stack of dead tree fibers with markings inside. This is a Phantom. Every word you read, every letter your brain comprehends; on a different point in time, probably sometime in the future, I am writing the very same word, the very same letter. At this very moment, sometime in a time that you haven’t consciously lived in yet, I am standing on a Mountain on a moon of Jupiter watching your planet burn away to ashes.