Wanderer Chronicles: Book 1 - Time

Chapter 3

Humans. We live our lives by our own believes refuting all others at a base level. So is it really so hard to believe that when our view are proven wrong we try to force this new reality to bend to our perception.

In science it has been theorised that it is possible to slow down time relative to other points in space, this is called time dilation. This effect is created when two object have a constant relative velocity. It also occurs when forces which cause acceleration are acting, such as in a gravitational field. However whilst evidence that time can be slowed allowing travel into the future exists, we have yet to observe any phenomena that shows the possibility of traveling to the past. Well, that was true until now.

Looking around I began to take in my surroundings. From the starry sky, which was a stark contrast to our own light polluted heavens, to the bombers lying unused in their hangers. All of it was foreign to me yet familiar.

I stood their trying to comprehend what had happened, after all I as a scientist knew that the event which I had been the epicentre of, just should not be possible. Yet I had witnessed it, and there I stood not in a different place, in fact this was the same spot I had left, but in a different time. To be precise I was if my senses where to be believed in the old aerodrome which my university was rumoured to be built on.

Off course I knew that I couldn't really be here after all even the existence of the base was doubted. Their where rumours in a nearby village of an old aerodrome which served as a test zone and deployment area for advanced aeronautical weapons. This base didn't appear in any records, the only evidence was a photo which appeared to have been taken here, but even that was discarded as a fake. If the rumours were correct this base was not destroyed by an air raid or any such occurrence but was decomitioned and purged from all records.

So how was I standing in a place which was barely considered urban legend and in the heart of the Second World War no less?

Dreaming. That was it I assured myself. I just had to be dreaming.

If this was a dream, it thought to myself, just how far did it go. Looking around a saw a hanger with its door opened. It was the only structure near me in this sparse land, so I instinctively moved towards it thinking that this was what my dream wanted.

When I got in the warehouse I saw that it was a factory of sorts. Lights lined the celling and surprisingly the production line appeared to be fully automated. There was not a human life in sight.

The factory appeared to be chugging out some new aeroplane, moulds lined the walls and the only not automated part appeared to be through another door which contained an office. Entering it I saw papers spread out across the desk, and the middle draw of the filing cabinet lying open as if the occupant had left hurriedly. Looking at the papers spread out over the desk I saw something that in my eyes proved that I was dreaming. The papers where the schematics the RND-1945 stealth plane, of course no such plane existed in this time period and after all dreams are comprised off our own memories and imagination.

Looking at a piece of paper which appeared to be my dreams edition of the first page of these documents, I noticed a symbol which I didn't recognise baring a circle inside a triangle with the abbreviation TAROS inscribed upon it. Near the bottom right of the page I saw a name familiar to me, it read Dr. J. Frankson MEng.

If I remembered correctly Doctor Frankson was formally at the head of his field, and had was toughted to be the Einstein of the new generation by the papers of my time. Of my time what a laugh, it was not as if I was really here. Anyway Dr Frankson disappeared shortly after the phenonma appeared, he wasn't dead or anything like that, just insane. He was stripped of his job and ridiculed by the scientific community after he published a paper about how the events where the work of aliens defying the will of creation. Note that I said creation, he theorised in the paper that not only was there a higher power, but it was comprised of all of reality, past, present and future. In otherwise God wasn't the creator of everything but what made up everything, pushing all living things towards a destination defined at the start of all things. Naturally the idea that we have no power over our life's really annoyed those scientist who believe that there is nothing outside of science, and so it was always guaranteed to annoy some people. However the doctor then went on to make a public announcement about how all of science was a lie that only existed to satisfy our twisted perceptions, in some ways he was right on the last point, we as humans are quick to presume that all our rules are universal despite not having any evidence outside of our own bubbles of space.