The year is 1975: nearly a decade since the Beatles saved Pepperland from the dreaded blue meanies. They are now the most respected figures in the peaceful town, with memorials here, there, and everywhere.
However, lately it hasn't been so nice.
As...
As we dive deeper and deeper into the ocean, nothing seemed different yet. That is, until the clock on the submarine began to slow down from its original speed. This seemed familiar.
"Um...what time is it?" Ringo asked, once again.
"It's time for time!" John replied, just like before.
Sean babbled in his mother's arms, pointing to the strangely ticking object on the wall of the submarine.
"That's a clock, Sean, baby." John calmly spoke to his son. "Although it doesn't seem to be working right now."
Yoko rocked him in her arms to try and ease him, yet his eyes locked onto the malfunctioned clock.
A sudden twinge of fear ran through my body. I knew what might possibly happen to us all when we swim through this first sea...
And suddenly, when time had seemed to had stopped...one by one, my prediction came true.
"Paul, look! Time is frozen! Hey...Pauwie...I feel stwange..."
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"Uh oh...here we go..."
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"What's going on? Everything is getting bigger!"
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"Oh no. We're the ones getting smaller!"
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