The Diary of Zartoon

ENTRY 15

ENTRY 15

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It has already been two days since I left the Zartoon city on my quest to find the white sword. So far it had been a smooth trip on the traveler. That was until earlier this afternoon. The thing was, I knew it had to happen, and it did. I ran into a patrol of Humans heavily armed beyond anything I could have ever imagined.

I was traveling at a pretty good clip when they let loose with an electromagnetic pulse. The second it hit me, my traveler stopped dead, throwing me into the sand. Immediately, I had two of the patrol standing on either side of me with guns drawn with their barrels pressing into my neck.

"Remove your helmet," one of them commanded. I was quick to obey and when I did the two men stepped back in shock. "You... you're a... Human," one of them said as shock rolled all over him. "Where did you come from and how did you get that outfit and that machine?" he asked.

I had to think quick to keep from getting shot. I tried thinking up lies, but none would work in my mind so I was damn sure they wouldn't fool these two geniuses, so I decided, to tell the truth. "Where am I from," I replied back to him. "Well, I'm from Phoneix."

The soldier asked me, "By the one true God, where is that"

Thinking I could have some fun, and not even remembering where Phoenix was, I decided to be a bit of a prankster. So I answered that it wasn't far from the Canadian border. He didn't seem to know what the Canadian border was, so I said that it was between the St. Lawrence Seaway and the Atlantic Ocean. That got him utterly confused and also very angry, so a metal plated glove across my face proved to be the only sensible answer. Of course, it knocked me out cold, and I guess that is how I ended up naked on a white marble floor with a couple of hundred people staring at me.

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