Voynich Shift - Season One (COMPLETED)

Mansion of the Moon

Nearly two weeks had gone by and Parker was no closer to resolving the mystery of the Horo's lunar connection than when he first started. He plopped down into his grandfather's squeaky, antique office chair and leaned his head back. The young man slowly turned, examining the pretty metallic tiles covering the ceiling. He thought about counting them, but changed his mind. "Alright, old man, where'd you put it?  Where's the instruction manual so I can turn this sucker on?"

In his head, Parker already ran through every place he had been in the house, through every nutty marking he'd documented, photographed, and analyzed...twice. There was nothing left. Essentially, he was out of 'a-ha' moments. Or so he thought...

"Holy crap!" Parker suddenly sat up and slung open the lid on his laptop. His fingers darted back and forth over its touchpad. After typing a few words, and several clicks later, he had it.

"It's right there in the damn manuscript!" he exclaimed to no one and tapped on the screen with a fingertip. "...smiling back at me from the page and I never realized it. It's the transition to the full moon! That's what powers it!" Parker noticed as he traced his fingers over the crudely drawn images in the Voynich Manuscript. Every time the moon was referenced it was on the cusp of becoming full.

Parker spent an inordinate time reading theories offered by several scientists and scholars indicating the manuscript was filled with potential references to celestial events, cycles, and bodies. However, it was on page 'f68r', where the moon was completely full, the illustration showed the satellite surrounded by collections of stars that strangely resembled constellations, similar to other drawings astrologists used. In one of the theories offered online, the constellation of Taurus was referenced in a house of the moon that resided strangely in a similar location on the Voynich Manuscript.

"Taurus...Tauren?"

Parker scratched his head and scanned over his notebook. "It might be a reach, but maybe the other terms like Sakria...Sagitarius, or Lizbia...Libra, were related as well. Maybe these were touchdown points in each of those realities and the first traveler, whoever it was, heard its name and bastardized the words?" Parker wondered. "Nah, that doesn't make sense. The people came from there. They called those places by that name..."

Another mystery, Parker considered. At any rate, the young man was satisfied for the moment. It appeared he only needed to wait a bit longer and he could test his theory.

...

Two weeks later.

As the sky darkened, Parker readied himself. He watched nervously as the moon rose higher and higher.

The Horo buzzed.

Once.

Parker felt as if he might pass out from fear.

Twice.

"Oh no...here we go...checked the settings. Yep....okay...good."

The young man held his breath as the device began buzzing for the third time and then Parker was gone.

...

BEEP!!!

"Watch out!" shouted a man passing by in the strangest vehicle Parker had ever seen.

BEEP!!!

The young man found himself standing in the middle of a busy freeway surrounded by opalescent, spiraling buildings that shot skyward and disappeared into the purple clouds.

Parker carefully removed his grandfather's notebook from his jacket and opened it. Maybe it could help him determine where he was. 

Mistake. 

Another vehicle blew past, turbulence generated by the passing machine dislodged several pages from the book held in his hand. Important pages.

"Dammit! NO!"

Frantically, his eyes searched for a way to get across the street to catch the fluttering paper. His heart beat like a drum in his chest, his mind raced, and then he remembered it was going to be alright. He looked down...Oh no.

The tattoo on his arm was gone, just like what happened with his broken legs. How could have he been so stupid not to consider this a possibility? At this point, Parker knew, he was in trouble and no one could help him. He was on his own...and lost in the Voynich Multiverse.