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Jonas Davies, 28, 5 foot 9, black hair, worn short. Derssed in a formal suit of the period.
IC
I remember the date so well, it is ingrained upon my memory now. May 17th, 1905.
My father, and his infernal machine. it was in my opinion, all the fault of one Herbert George Wells, and his book about a time machine. My father, a maths professor was enthralled by the story, and then when he heard about the Wright Brothers and thier flying machine, well, there was no stopping him.
He wanted his own time machine!
It sat in the garden shed, well, it was not really a shed, at 20 feet square, but that was where it was, he had been pestering me for weeks to, in his words, "take a trip in my machine Jonas, it is quite safe." I tried to talk him out of it, I tried reasoning with him, nothing worked. According to him he had sent a bowl of fruit into the future, and then brought it back again. Eventually, to keep the peace I gave in.
"I will do as you ask father, but with a proviso, you send me to tomorrow, and bring me straight back here, is that agreeable to you? If not, then I will just go back to the office tomorrow,and that will be that, never ask me again. He agreed, and, like a fool, I allowed myself to be strapped into the seat, for my own safety he said, which did not exactly allay any of my fears.
"I tell you Jonas, it will pass in a moment, when it stops, open the door, and I will not be here, for it will be Monday morning. Then simply, press the return lever, until the bell rings, and you will be returned to me, within seconds."
All that I really expected to happen was nothing, the machine, and I would not move. So I settled into my seat, and I waited, knowing that this farce would soon be over..
First I heard a whirring noise, and it was loud, and getting louder, then the machine began to spin, the belt was cutting into me, and I struggled frantically to free myself, and that was all that I could remember before the explosion, if that is what it was........
I awoke lying on some sand, and face down.
Itwas hot, unusually hot for May in England. I tried to look around, but my vision was a little blurred, I could here a noise, like water splashing. Slowly I got onto my knees, but as I tried to stand, I fell down. I got onto my hands and knees instead, and as my vison cleared, I looked around. I could hear something, someone was shouting, I looked off to my left, there was a figure, running towards me, a young woman, and, she was naked...........
IC
I remember the date so well, it is ingrained upon my memory now. May 17th, 1905.
My father, and his infernal machine. it was in my opinion, all the fault of one Herbert George Wells, and his book about a time machine. My father, a maths professor was enthralled by the story, and then when he heard about the Wright Brothers and thier flying machine, well, there was no stopping him.
He wanted his own time machine!
It sat in the garden shed, well, it was not really a shed, at 20 feet square, but that was where it was, he had been pestering me for weeks to, in his words, "take a trip in my machine Jonas, it is quite safe." I tried to talk him out of it, I tried reasoning with him, nothing worked. According to him he had sent a bowl of fruit into the future, and then brought it back again. Eventually, to keep the peace I gave in.
"I will do as you ask father, but with a proviso, you send me to tomorrow, and bring me straight back here, is that agreeable to you? If not, then I will just go back to the office tomorrow,and that will be that, never ask me again. He agreed, and, like a fool, I allowed myself to be strapped into the seat, for my own safety he said, which did not exactly allay any of my fears.
"I tell you Jonas, it will pass in a moment, when it stops, open the door, and I will not be here, for it will be Monday morning. Then simply, press the return lever, until the bell rings, and you will be returned to me, within seconds."
All that I really expected to happen was nothing, the machine, and I would not move. So I settled into my seat, and I waited, knowing that this farce would soon be over..
First I heard a whirring noise, and it was loud, and getting louder, then the machine began to spin, the belt was cutting into me, and I struggled frantically to free myself, and that was all that I could remember before the explosion, if that is what it was........
I awoke lying on some sand, and face down.
Itwas hot, unusually hot for May in England. I tried to look around, but my vision was a little blurred, I could here a noise, like water splashing. Slowly I got onto my knees, but as I tried to stand, I fell down. I got onto my hands and knees instead, and as my vison cleared, I looked around. I could hear something, someone was shouting, I looked off to my left, there was a figure, running towards me, a young woman, and, she was naked...........