Okay, this is how it works:
There aren't really 24 hours in the day, there
are 25. Got that? The extra one is rolled up too tight to see, and
it flashes past most people in an instant. "Most people"
means boring, normal, daylight people. But people born exactly at
the instant of midnight (all together now: "midnighters")
get to walk around while the rest of you suckers are frozen.
So check your birth certificate. If you were
born at the stroke of midnight, you might be one of us. By the way,
this is real midnight, not lame-time-zone- or daylight-savings-time-adusted
midnight. Every spot on earth has its own exact moment when the
sun is right under our feet. Suffice it to say that if you were
born anytime between about 11:30PM and 1:30AM, you could be a midnighter.
Also, the secret hour doesn't seem to happen
everywhere. Bixby is the only
place that time freezes, as far as we know. Anyone out there notice
something similiar? Email me.
Oh, and one more thing . . . midnight isn't
empty. There are slithers, which are sort of like snakes (except
they fly, sometimes) and darklings, which are pretty much any shape
they want to be--as long as it's a big and scary shape. That's one
thing you'll definitely notice about midnight: being number two
on the food chain is a big change from being on top.
If you do find yourself walking around in the
blue time, bring something made from stainless steel, and have a
thirteen-letter word in mind. Darklings hate new alloys like steel,
and have this epilepsy when it comes to 13s. Here's
my tridecalogism archive.