They only keep the past year , so no . <| sep |> Oh damn . Then yeah . Ouch . It should still function fine though . <| sep |> I stood , watching the water fill up the room behind the glass , the tragic passengers clawing their fingers bloody against the seal in a last ditch attempt to escape . A woman at the back holding her two children under the water in an attempt to make it quick . A man praying to all the gods he ' d ever heard of , well aware that none would listen . The glass cracked , I stepped back and the space in which I had just occupied was full of shards of broken glass . The room was ankle deep already , so I made my way up three flights of stairs into the main ballroom . The room , so close to the first lifeboats , was mostly empty already . The maitre de assuring the stringband that they would have a place on the last lifeboat if they kept the music playing . The bar staff watching with tired eyes , well aware that they were not long for this world . I climbed the steps up to the deck , following my prescribed route with certainty . The timetourism board had of course saved me a space on one of the lifeboats . Twenty men , women and children that weren ' t important enough to history drowned to assure us our experience . I think there is a dusty plaque in their memory in the tourist office . You could see the time travellers from the originals , modern watches and denim jeans making that abundantly clear . There were more travellers than I had thought though . I could clearly see more than twenty . Panicking now , I could see the confusion on their faces too , they were looking around , some experienced travellers immediately hitting their emergency beacons and crying out when they didn ' t work . We surged towards the lifeboats with a shout and all started assuring the guards that we were the same twenty names that everyone else was claiming to be . Twenty people later and I was not among the safe guests . A fellow traveller pushed a child away from a different lifeboat , climbing in and taking his place . With an abrupt scream , at least eight people stopped existing within that second , somehow tied to the survival of that boy . More people were disappearing now , people noticing and stopping in their places , setting off a chain reaction of disappearances and filling me with fear . I hit my emergency beacon again and again , the same happy voice repeating in my ears I ' m sorry , we ' re experiencing technical difficulties at the moment , please hold on and we will attempt to assist you . I panicked , grabbing a woman by the hand as she ran passed . Her face so much like mine . She stopped , the lifeboat she was about to embark leaving without her , my existence and that of everyone between me and my great great grandmother twinkling out in a fraction of a second . My last thoughts being relayed with my emergency beacon and transmitted back to my time . Last recording of Treyon Hulfthorn birth date unknown death date unknown first recorded existence of a non existent entityFile status Restricted Level BlackYellowBlack