It was raining. Standing on the sidewalk next to 22nd Main Street as I try to hail a taxi which is actually quite hard. You've seen it in the movies where people whistle and a taxi magically appears. I had to jump in front of the street with my hands flailing everywhere to just get a hold of an old Caucasian man with a taxi filled with cigar smoke.
"Where ya headin kid?"
"Can you take me down to...." , I check the crumpled note from my pocket and unfold it ," 3405 Portany Blvd."
The man steps on the gas and we are off. Few moments later we arrive at the destination. An old warehouse with an old red paint job on the sides. Time has taken a toll on the old warehouse. The cement filled with cracks and were uplifted due to roots from nearby trees. I walk towards a door on the side of the building and as I walk nearer I become more cautious. As I reach for he knob I step on a fallen branch creating a loud crunching sound. I then hear running around the warehouse nearing closer to the door. Thump. Thump. Thump. The door opens and a two men jump out with great speed. One holds me down while another brings a bag over my head. They bring me inside and beat me, bring jabs to my stomach make me kneel over barely having enough time for more air. Before I lost conscious I only heard one word. Lewinsky. That's when I blacked out.
Maybe it's time for introductions and how I got into this mess. First off my name is Adam Lewinsky. Yes the multi-billionaire family that invented all sorts of weaponry which is used to support against the war we've been through these past few days. USA has entered the war against Iraq and it's been all chaos over the news which means another thing, more crime. My mother was taken from a bank robbery hostage situation and my brother and sister are terrified so much to not even attend to school. My father , grieved over my Mothers death, hasn't appeared back at the house for weeks and our money is running out. I've been trying to provide for my siblings but there was no money in the house and almost everything we had was taken away as my dad left. I received a note from someone that was very familiar to me, he gave me an address and said that my problems would be solved at the basement. I decided to go where my dad always foreboded me to go, in the basement. An old warehouse lied the basement in which my father said was off limits. He says it's dangerous and that all his work is there but to my knowledge I've never seen him go down or even unlock the lock that lies there, but what lied there was so much power it had to be locked away. It was the key to ending the war we sought over.
My name is Adam and I traveled to the past.
