“There’s nothing I can do now, the puppies will be born sick, and die within minutes.”
My dog would give birth to nine puppies, and he couldn’t do anything.
But I could.
I sent her into the future, where her puppies could be saved.
A bitch in time saves nine.
“Before you can cross the Bridge to Nowhere, you must choose a destination!”
Decisions, decisions.
She would have to make her choice soon, lest her Prince Charming die in the clutches of the evil Fly-Dragon.
“For my destination, I choose… The Other Side!”
The keeper paused momentarily.
“You may pass.”
He was going to die.
It was all happening very suddenly, but there was this infinitesimally short instant of calm, where he got the chance to reflect on the past, and watch a rerun of his entire life.
He didn’t expect it to fit within a fifty word story, though.