“Wait a minute! I can’t keep track of when and where we are.” Seated in a black armchair, Elise’s face was flushed red, and sweated beaded on her furrowed brow. Chase patted her shoulder and handed her a bottle of water out of the mini fridge. “I know. I understand channeling can be very disorienting. In fact,” he looked at his watch, “in our time it is well past midnight. But here, it is a Saturday evening in January and not nearly 8:00 PM.” The water passed through Elise’s lips as her eyes darted about the room. Two armchairs rested before a large oak desk which housed a computer, telephone, desk lamp, and the assorted office supplies one would find on a desk. Behind the desk was a window that looked out to the quieting street below. Elsewhere throughout the room was a bookcase, file cabinet, a map of the […]
In Episode 3 of The Time Channeler Chronicles, Feels Like Dying, discover what happened to Michelle after attack from the ghoulish fiend in Episode 2 while Cornelius Bones has more up his sleeve for Chase and Elise! Listen to the podcast presentation… http://www.timechanneler.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/05/Ep003-Podcast.mp3Podcast: Play in new window | DownloadSubscribe: Apple Podcasts | RSS
“You!” The ghoulish nightmare shrilled and seemingly stepped back, if it had any legs with which to take a step back. Michelle teetered on her heels, and Chase caught her just before she was about to crash to the concrete. Her eyes rolled back into her head and she began convulsing in Chase’s arms. The creature slid back another step and then melted into the form of a man, a tall, pale human dressed in a black double-breasted frock coat and black trousers, with a black top hat that sat atop his long, wispy charcoal hair. The black and red eyes dissolved into a pair of dark browns and his teeth morphed into something more human-like, straight and alabaster. This new figure doffed his top hat and bowed. “Until we meet again, Latro. She was a most delicious snack that I do wish to finish.” At that, the wind seemed […]
Episode 2 of the Time Channeler Chronicles, Fiery Eyes From Hell, introduces us to Cornelius Bones who Chase and Elise meet after their world went dark in Episode 1. How does Cornelius already know Elise? Chase also reveals more of his story, including a vicious attack by something dark and malevolent! Listen to the podcast presentation… http://www.timechanneler.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/02/Ep002-Podcast.mp3Podcast: Play in new window | DownloadSubscribe: Apple Podcasts | RSS
The darkness morphed into a motley panoply of colors, vividly radiant, yet swirling about them in a type of fog. When the fog lifted the colors had settled into their new surroundings which greatly resembled their old surroundings except the building interior had grown even more broken and decrepit. Part of the ceiling had collapsed in the corner where the shadow had first been seen, and the wooden floor had grown spongy underfoot. Elise was dazed and baffled, “What the hell was that?” “Shhh!” Chase’s eyes flitted about. “This isn’t where we were supposed to end up.” “Well, great!” “I told you, ‘Shhh!’ Keep hold of my hand.” A deep groan reverberated throughout the core of the structure, shaking crumbling plaster from the walls and buckling the floorboards beneath them. The door behind Elise blew open just as her world went dark once again. This time when the color settled […]
Episode 1 of The Time Channeler Chronicles, Darkened World, introduces us to Chase Michael Debarlo, a former private investigator who has seen the darker side of the paranormal. A young woman, Elise, seeks him ought for answers to her own supernatural abilities in a world that has seemingly forgotten itself. Listen to the podcast presentation… http://www.timechanneler.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/01/Ep001-Podcast.mp3Podcast: Play in new window | DownloadSubscribe: Apple Podcasts | RSS
“What happened?” “What happened is not nearly as important as what is going to happen.” Chase tried to turn toward the voice of the one who answered him, but that’s when he realized he was unable to move. A faint light shone on him from above revealing to his sore eyes that he was fastened to a wooden chair. With hemp his ankles were bound to the legs, and he suspected that’s what had his wrists bound together behind the chair back. He guessed he was in an empty room, but it was only a guess since he couldn’t see beyond the small area the light encompassed around the chair. “Who are you and where the hell am I?” “Again, these are irrelevant questions. Where you are is not nearly as important as where you’re going to go. And they say you’re some great detective?” Detective? Yes, he was a private […]
