Sean Wiggins wasn’t a bad guy.  He did do some things however that young men often do that got him into some trouble. Sean was a petty thief, his specialty was shoplifting. He had collected goods from many stores for months and never been caught.  That was about to change, and Sean was about to have an experience that he would never forget.

 

It was 2006 and Sean was working the streets of Liverpool, on this day he was in a store on Hanover Street.  As he headed towards the door with pockets full, he was not unnoticed by store security guards, when he walked out the door the guards were right behind him.  There really wasn’t much to it, about a block from the store Sean turned onto Brooks Alley, it was a dead end.  Wiggins immediately recognized his mistake and his fate.  There was nothing to do but wait for his pursuers to catch up and turn him over to police.

 

Seconds past, then minutes and no sign of the security guards.  Wiggins, still out of breath, began to feel pressure on his chest, pressure from the outside, not from within.  It was all very strange, as if the atmosphere had suddenly become very dense.  Nevertheless, there was no sign of the guards that had been chasing him and escape was the only thing on his mind.  He slowly began to walk back towards Hanover Street. As he reached Hanover everything was very different.

 

The only reference that Sean had to what was then the reality before him, was pictures he had seen of the 1960s’.  The streets were paved but appeared to be old.  The cars and clothing that everyone was wearing was defiantly out of date.  Traffic lights that had been at intersections were no longer there.  He walked and began to panic, thinking that whatever was happening to him wasn’t ending.  Then he remembered his cell phone and attempted to call a friend.  The phone was dead.

 

By this point Sean had forgotten about the guards pursuing him.  Somehow he had entered a time 40 years in the past.  As he continued to walk he spotted a newsstand and quickly checked the date of the daily paper, 18 May, 1967.  He continued walking until he was in front of H. Samuel, a jewelry store.  Sean again reached for his phone and attempted to make a call, this time it worked.  At that point everything returned to the familiar 2006 surroundings that he knew so well.

 

Strangely, even after things had returned to the present day, Sean said he could still look down the street and see the scene from 1967, that he had just been part of.  Sean returned home and over the next few days told others what he had experienced.  The story caught the attention of the local media which interviewed Sean and even managed to find the security guards that had chased him on Hanover St.  The guards said that they were only steps behind the young shoplifter when he turned onto Brooks Alley and disappeared.