I’d lived a detached and carefully controlled existence — all detailed planning, trying to stay safe, trying to reconstruct the events and the people who’d gone before — a sixteen-month life of dusty facts, static stories, and silent archeology. But today changed everything. The world around me had transformed into a hot liquid thing, alive and twisting with real events happening now and with unknowable possibility fingers stretching towards the future. For me, the perspective shift was huge; a change in the nature of time, a rush of things happening that couldn’t be slowed or re-examined or re-translated or pondered over at a later date because — because now I was part of the picture, I was involved.
—Steven Hall (The Raw Shark Texts)