Challenge #04807-M058: Closed Temporal Loop

In the early morning of April 15, 1912, the RMS Titanic sank beneath the waves, carrying 1,500 souls to a cold, watery grave. The story told to history is that she sank after hitting an ice berg. The truth could never be allowed to get out… -- Deathshead419

1912...

Nobody would believe the truth, not all of it. They barely believed that the Titanic sank until they saw the survivors and the remaining lifeboats. So many were lost. So much was incomprehensible.

In some ways, Commander Lightoller was lucky that a very few people actually saw what happened. The rest only knew their own experience. They hadn't seen...

The bright flash ahead of the bow. The metal vessel splashing down with little room for the massive ship to turn away. The beings inside he could only identify as beekeepers because of their strange garb. Then the horriffic sound of metal on metal as the other vessel's strange sides etched doom into the Titanic's skin.

He knew what he was going to tell the board of enquiry. He had made the agreement with the fellows who had also seen it.

It was an iceberg. Nothing more.

2125...

"Oh let's go back in time and save the Titanic," mocked Jazy. "Imagine the lives we could save. The history we could change."

"There was no iceberg," repeated Flain, staring into infinity. "It was us. There was no iceberg. It was us."

"Nice going Doctor Who," raged Tanniz. "You fuckin' crashed the ship into the Titanic!"

"There was no iceberg. It was us. There was no iceberg. It was us."

There's always someone who doesn't understand the room and therefore cannot read it. Pyrne, at the main controls, said, "Why not just go back in time and stop yourselves from saving the Titanic?"

"There was no iceberg. It was us. There was no iceberg. It was us."

"You can't cross your own time stream. Direct contact with your own past can have catastrophic consequences," lectured Tanniz. "And even if it doesn't, do you want to try?"

"There was no iceberg. It was us. There was no iceberg. It was us."

"Well fine. I'll write a letter or something and send it to us by mailing it last month. How's that?"

"There was no iceberg. It was us. There was no iceberg. It was us."

"None of us check the mail that often."

"Fine. Last month then."

Flain came out of hir horrified torpor. "You mean that weird-ass letter we thought was some kind of prank and we tossed?"

Pyrne stared, remembering. "FUCK!"

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