Town

He decided to head into Town and see what was happening; the High Street was pretty busy, full of people, all frozen in the middle of doing or saying something. Cars and other vehicles sat in the middle of the road, as if they were parked, yet Josh knew full well they were currently travelling at the posted limit of thirty miles an hour, except, you needed time to travel at thirty miles an hour and time was currently standing still.

He stood next to Mr. Garvey, currently frozen as he looked at his watch whilst Old Mrs. Merchant was frozen in the middle of examining a tomato. Across the road, Mr and Mrs. Flit, the Butchers, were frozen in conversation with Constable Mullins and Doctor Kapoor had frozen in the middle of sneezing as she came out of the Post Office.

Outside the British Tearooms, he saw two women frozen in the middle of having a bite to eat; the first woman had frozen with a cheese and ham sandwich halfway to her mouth whilst her friend had frozen as she poured a cup of tea. At the table next to them, an old man had frozen whilst doing the crossword puzzle in his newspaper.

"Sure is quiet in town today, eh, Mr. Garvey?" Josh chuckled as he looked at the immobilised Greengrocer.