Black to the Future Friday

The detectives stared at the man in the chair through the two-way mirror. He looked very tired and nervous. A rookie would think he was ready to crack and barrage him with questions until he broke into a river of confessions. The more seasoned officers knew that someone who was in this fragile of a state could just as easily fall to the side of shocked silence or gibbering nonsense as a useful confession. So when they entered the interview room the questioning followed this line:

"Had you ever gone to a Black Friday sale before?"

"No, no, no, no. It always seemed silly to deal with those crowds."

"So why did you decide to go today?"

"I hadn't been able to sleep that night, so when I glanced at the clock and saw it was already 4 am, I figured, why not go and see what all the fuss is about. It might be fun to mingle with the masses." His voice had steadied somewhat though he continued to unconsciously scratch at his neck and scalp.

"Where did you go? What did you buy?"

"I went to Best Buy. They were selling Smallville seasons for $9 dollars each. I hadn't watched it in years and years, so I grabbed them?"

"How Many?"

"Nine seasons."

One of the detectives smirked. "That's a lot of hours of TV. Where are you going to find time to watch all those."

"I get my time from the same place as everyone else gets theirs."

They were finally starting to get somewhere. The detective leaned forward, "And where is that then?"

"From the future."

The detectives looked at each other. There was that name again. It had come up over and over again in this investigation, but no one could tell them much about it. Or whether it was an it or a person or a place. "Well, look, there's a lot of old television shows I would like to have more time to watch, could you tell us where this future is, so we can get some more time?

"That's not how it works, the future will find you. You don't have to go looking for it, you'll just eventually end up there."

"Look, we hear you know a woman who can tell the future. We need to know what kind of things she has been telling it."

I kind of like this story and I'll probably add more to it later, but for now it was just a long walk around the park to get to this punchline.