The forgotten World

9. The Beginning

The train had stopped when I woke up. I asked the person walking down the aisle checking for left possessions what town we were in, he told me Brisbane, I knew where Brisbane was and I knew where Cunnamulla was, after all I grew up in Toowoomba about one and a half hours west of Brisbane. I thanked the man for his time and made sure I had everything I was spots to have. I got off the train. I found myself standing on a platform of the Roma Street Railway Station. Of course it was this one. The biggest station in Brisbane is the logical place to hide another world, right under people’s noses, they see they train and it’s just as normal as the next train or the next, but I knew now that I was not in Sky Hope City, not in The Hedge, that I was not going to be able to get any directions back to there. And so I opened my note book, noted what platform this was. What train number and line this was. Then I made my way to the Bus stop outside. I’m not sure how long I had waited until I saw a bus with a destination of Toowoomba labelled on it. I got on the bus, payed the driver, then after a few more minutes waiting for any other passengers we departed.

After two and a half hours of driving with stops at other bus stops we finally reached the Bus Interchange on Neil Street in Toowoomba. I stepped off the bus, took a deep breath of the Toowoomba air and let it out slowly, I was home again. And this time I knew I was going to have my own transport. I walked over to the Taxi zone of the Interchange and asked the driver to take to the corner of Terrica Street and Greenwattle Street. When I got there I used the last of my travel money to pay the person. As a walked down Terrica Street I made a note in my note book to thank Ezio for the money. It was not long before I was walking up to the front door of a family member that probably thinks I’m dead. I rang the bell knowing that Grand-Mum was slow on her feet and I would have time to think of what I was going to say to the bombardment of questions that were about to get thrown my way. Before I could even think of any the door opened. The Young girl that looked at me looked at me like she didn’t know who I was.

So I spoke first “Aislyn?” the girl looked at me “how about you tell me who you are and why you want to talk to her and I’ll decide if I let you see her” my minds raced with possible answer “well my name is…” I froze me had not heard my own name in over six months “my name is…” I looked down “shit… I have not used my name in Six Months… I’ve been off the grid, but I do know that my Grand-Mum and Grand-Dad Jean and Ian lived here” my eyes lit up, I looked her in the eyes “I remember now! My name is Ian Humphrey” when the girl spoke next she spoke with uncertain words “Ian? That’s not possible, he died half a year ago” I took on a grim smile and nodded “aye I know, and aye... I’m sorry… thing have been long and confusing this past few months.” The girl looked at me “well then, Ian, tell me something Only Ian would know” I looked at her and smiled “I know your my little sister Aislyn” she froze “it really is you isn’t it?” I nodded “yes it’s me, now please let me in, we have much to talk about” Aislyn opened the door and I walked straight to kitchen, pulled down my huge green cup and filled it with water from the filter jug “Ahhh… the long lost joys of tank water, it’s been half a year, way too long” Aislyn looked me up and down now knowing for certain that it was me, she knew that only Ian ever used that cup. “I think I’ll go tell Grand Mum don’t need you giving her a heart attack” I put my cup down after draining its 500ml capacity for a second time “that would probably be for the best, I’ll go check the bed down stairs while you do, I need somewhere for tonight” Aislyn walked up the hallway,

I walked back to the front room and turned left and took the three steps down to the old sewing room, now at the other end of the house. I flopped on the side of the bed and removed my bag from my back and sat it on my lap then I unzipped the water bottle compartment and pulled my staff out, Then made a note in my note book to thank the tenth doctor for the TARDIS bag. I sat the staff on the bed.