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In 1950, a New York City police officer who was working missing-persons cases examined the body of an approximately 30-year-old man that was brought into the morgue. The man had shown up in the middle of Times Square at 11:15 p.m. that evening, gawking and looking around at the cars and up at the signs like he'd never seen them before, then was quickly hit and killed by cab when he tried to cross a street against the traffic lights. The pockets of the deceased's clothing held multiple pieces of coinage and currency of forms that had not been produced for several decades, yet many of them were in mint condition. His possessions also included items from types of businesses that no longer existed in New York City (i.e., a bill from a livery stable and a brass slug from a saloon), a letter postmarked in 1876, and cards bearing the name Rudolph Fentz with an address on Fifth Avenue. Further investigations turned up no listings for a Rudolph Fentz in New York City phone directories; the Fifth Avenue address listed on the dead man's cards had been a business rather than a residence for many years, and no one there had heard of Rudolph Fentz; the deceased's fingerprints matched none on file; and no current missing-persons reports or inquiries fit the details of the body in the morgue. Moreover, the dead man's clothes appeared to be about 75 years out of date in style, his apparel bore tags with the name and address of a tailor whom no one had ever heard of, and his hat bore a tag from a store that had gone out of business many years earlier. The investigating officer finally turned up a listing in an old phone directory for a Rudolph Fentz, Jr., a man in his sixties who had passed away five years earlier. His widow had since moved to Florida, but by mail she supplied the information that her husband's father, Rudolph Fentz, had disappeared sometime in the 1870s, having gone out for a walk around 10:00 p.m. one evening and never returned. A search of the missing-persons file for 1876 turned up a report for a Rudolph Fentz, whose clothing and address corresponded to those of the man killed in Times Square in 1950. This ostensible report from NYPD Capt. Hubert V. Rihm about the unexplained disappearance — and inexplicable reappearance 74 years later — of what appeared to be Rudolph Fentz has been reproduced in various forms since the 1970s as one of the many tales that seemingly confirms the existence of time travel. Yet it is not a true account at all, but rather an excerpt from a short story titled I'm Scared, which was penned by science fiction writer Jack Finney (whose best known work was the novel The Body Snatchers) and published in Collier's magazine in 1951. In that story, the narrator is puzzled when he catches a broadcast of a radio program that had gone off the air several years earlier. He then tracks a series of unusual events that are indicative of temporal disturbances: A man received a telephone call from his sister that she insisted she hadn't made until three days later; a bank discovered that a check had been deposited the day before it was written; a letter mailed from Wyoming was delivered to a New York City address just seventeen minutes later; and a man was shot and killed by a gun that police had found and impounded the previous day. The narrative involving Capt. Rihm and the reappearance of Fentz was the longest and most detailed vignette offered in I'm Scared as evidence of the narrator's discovery of rifts in time occurring all around New York City. The cause of those temporal disturbances — and the message of I'm Scared — was explicated in the story's closing paragraphs:
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