[WP] You are not a time traveler. However, you see the effects of the changes time travelers make.

When we got to the grave site she waited until I remembered everything. She knew I had when I started crying. She yelled at me but her rage soon turned into sobbing.

The first time we had gotten here we had found a note under the shovel. It had been from her father asking Abigail to never see her again.

The second time we had came here the note was not there. When exhumed, Abigail had told her father there was no reason to leave the note because she already knew what it said. She demanded to know why he didn't want to see her again.

He had struck her with the shovel and then ran from her. She had chased him through a path in the woods. She found him in his truck but only spotted it because of the gunshot. It had been his plan all along, but the timing had moved up faster because of their confrontation.

When we got there the second time she lead me to his truck. It was an old Ford. The driver's window was completely covered in blood and pieces of brain.

"You can prevent this. This doesn't have to happen," I advised. "He's not dead if you make the right choices in the future. Obviously something that happens in your future disturbs his past. Do you remember anything from when you lived in this time?"

"I was away. I was in Europe. I... I didn't want to talk to my father at the time," she looked away from the truck, "Now I would give anything to talk to him again. I can't remember him dying while I was in Europe. He didn't die while I was in Europe."

"Exactly. This doesn't happen. You've already fixed it. That's why you don't remember it."

"What if me going back in time to talk to him is what does it? He didn't know I was a time traveler before that event."

"Then travel back in time and ask me to be here with the shovel instead."

"You would come here and dig me out?"

"Yes."

"Then why weren't you here instead of my father this time?"

And then I was. I was digging furiously. I knew she was down there. She had told me as much three years ago. I finally hit the wooden coffin with my shovel. I broke its seal open with my shovel.

The box was empty.

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