"travelling to England, Colchester 1956 AD
would you like to change destination?"
"yes"
"choose a year"
"1956 AD"
"England, Lakes District... could you drop me off in a place where there are no people within five square miles?"
"arriving in...5...4...3...2...1..."
I am being spitted up and land in a big puddle of mud that covers completely everything below my waist and splatters to my face and hair too. I then realise that it is pouring down with rain and I am drenched within seconds. I look around and see the lake near me. As I am wet anyway I decide to just walk there and carry on with my journey. I get the white powder in my hand and as I walk to the edge of the lake I throw the powder in and touch the surface and I get swallowed all over again.
"travelling to England, Lakes District 2003 AD
would you like to change destination?"
"no, just drop me off in a place where there are no people within five square miles?"
"arriving in...5...4...3...2...1..."
I get spit up in the same place by the lake. Luckily it is not raining here, but my clothes are completely soaking wet and I start to shiver as I walk down to the lake again. Even though it's not raining here now, I can see it must have been raining not too long ago... The place is so muddy...
It's 2003... I am actually in my century now... Wait what was I doing in 2003? Images of different events started to rush in front of my eyes... I was in high school, preparing for my exams... I do not want to relive that...
At least I am almost home... Just one more trip and I will be back...
I get the powder in my hand and I am about to throw it in the water when my foot slips on the mud and then gets caught in a tree root that is only partially sticking out of the ground I go flying in the air and hit my head hard going down. Then my body slides down the muddy lake bank into the water. I lose consciousness...
I wake up and I am laying on a lovely smelling, fresh-cut grass. Oh, my head it throbbing I must have hit it hard... I hear some noise around me, but it still takes me some time before my senses fully come back to me.
I finally open my eyes and then the hearing hits me... I am in a busy city centre, sitting on a bit of grass next to a bus stop and people are looking at me like I am a crazy person. I quickly get up and shake myself off and then I remember I am all muddy and soaking wet and wearing Viking dress and furs and a sword... At this time I must look really weird...
Hang on a second what time am I in? I was supposed to get back home now... Where have I landed? I press the AI and ask where am I? And I turn around to face the busy City life and I see large posters and adverts up on tall buildings, reminds me a bit of Picadilly... Hang on... It's my face on the billboard!
The AI quickly informs me that I have landed in England, Bolensbry City 2098 AD. the brief that the AI gives me about this time mentions many things but also mentions my name...
"Bethany Gonzales leading the peace talks between the unions and the government for the last five days. A deal is expected within the next couple of days."
I am leading some peace talks? How am I even alive in 2098?! I cannot see this, I can not hear it. I turn myself away from the billboards. I go to my bag and start looking for the water bottle from Sarah... I need to leave this place and time... I need to get back...
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