I stared hastily at the album, and the creepy part was that it felt like the album was staring right back at me. It was as if the book had life or a mind of its own.
"Are you okay Miles?"
"This album - my father had given it to me a while back, but as soon as I had actually had it in my possession, Mike literally tried to kill us to get it."
"Mike had the album and he got it from you?!"
"Sadly, why?"
"Ok Miles listen up. I am not from this point in time. Your father is and so is your mother, but I am not. Ben has no knowledge of all of this."
"Hold on - you are from the future as well?!"
"SHHHHHH! Keep your voice down, Miles. Come on now. Yes, I am from the future and, more specifically, I traveled back from the exact moment your father was killed. He was an inside man for us, and
