Chapter 3

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I'm in Australia and it's apparently 1954. Great. Just great. Okay. Time to answer some questions. Time to go back home.

In 1954 there were no planes or cars or trains. And I am not riding on a horse. But then how am I getting back? Ugh..... I don't know. Maybe I'll get a room at the Inn and sleep on it. Those existed back then...right? I wish I paid attention in History. Well, it's my best option. Now, where would I find an Inn... I guess I'll ask a random passerby. I stand around, trying my best to start a conversation with someone. But no one stops. Fine people. You wanna be this way? Be this way. I'm finding an Inn myself.

Once again I wander around the crowded paths, reading the wood signs that tell you the name of the stores. I don't have my phone and my watch has also disappeared so I have no sense of the time except for the sun, lowering in the sky. I guess it's about 7 o'clock at night, so I'm losing time to find a place to stay for the night. The crowd of people around me slowly dwindles down until I'm the only one on the road. I think it's been about an hour because the sun is fully down. I've been walking for so long and I haven't seen anything even resembling a place I could sleep. 

At 8:30 I give up and nestle beside a building. Oddly enough there's a dirty blanket beside me. It looks a little manky, but it's all I've got. I wrap the blanket around myself and close my eyes. I'm exhausted from walking around all day so I quickly fall asleep.

I wake up to the dim light of a slowly rising sun. I'm shivering from the cold. My blanket has disappeared. Probably blew away, but I'm still annoyed. I wanted to keep it. I pull myself up and brush off my pants. I can't find a place to sleep or eat so I must keep moving. But my stomach has other plans. I haven't eaten since before my flight, and I don't have any food. I quickly glance around looking for a restaurant or something. Suddenly I remember the General Store! But my heart sinks as soon as I realize how far I walked yesterday. But it's my only option. So I take a deep breath and begin walking along the dirt road.

The sun is almost gone by the time I'm at the store. But at least I have food now. I push open the door and I am greeted by the smell of warm bread, ham, and cheese. The same person is at the counter again. 

Excuse me, mister.

"Ah, hello! You were that young lady inquiring about a smell phone!" 

It's Cell Phone, and yes. I was wondering if I could buy some bread with ham and cheese.

"Why certainly! A ham and cheese sandwich comes to 50 cents please." 

50 cents? That's chea- Oh. I don't have old money. 

I'm sorry sir I err- left my money at home.

"That's alright dear. Have it for free along with 2 more loaves with cheese and ham. I've got a feeling you'll need it."

T-thanks mister.

"Thank you! Bye-bye!"

Bye...

Woah. That was weird. It was like he knew....

Ugh, I don't have time for this I'm just going to eat. I stuff the sandwich in my mouth. It's delicious. I pack the others away in a bag I find on the floor. It's a bit dirty but it'll have to do. Okay. I'm not hungry anymore, time to think. I have to get back home. And correct me if I'm wrong but I think I have to go back the way I came. Yup. You heard me. 

Let's go visit the Bermuda triangle.

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