31 Day Challenge 2014

Day 13

Imagine that someone put some items you feel symbolise the 21st century into a time capsule, and sent it into the ground. Then, when you from yesterday found the capsule, you realise just how much humanity has changed. Write that.

It took me a long time to realise what she was asking me to write, I was so confused about how somebody from the past would get to the future to see a time capsule.

"Hey look at this!" Stephen called over through the voice com and a map flickered into life over my visor with a red dot to show where he was and a blue one to show where I was. I sighed and dropped the brick I was holding and marched over to where the map was guiding me and stood next to Stephen.

"What?" I snapped. This was the twenty seventh time he'd called me over for something and while they were interesting they weren't very useful. He held up a box that he had open on the floor, engraved on the top were the letters E.L.P and the number 2015.

"Time capsule." Stephen replied cheerfully and popped the box open so we could see stuff we'd only ever seen in pictures. Inside was several books and plastic bags filled with random trinkets, there was an Apple phone with a conner cracked screen, a small silver key and a slab of what I guessed to be chocolate. Stephen gingerly picked up one of the books and opened it, inside was a list of names with the title 'most famous' and next to each name was profession which most of them were 'artist'. Despite being century's old it was in very good condition, the next page had a list of numbers that could have been world stats, the rest of the book was options on things the writer had gotten off the net from different people around the world. The next few were photograph albums, most of which were selfish of the same person, a girl in her twenties, at different places around the world and the last was a story book which I picked up. The cover was torn so I could read it but the inside cover had, in the writers scrawl, 'the best book ever' I turned the page to see that the story was by J.K Rowling, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows. I smiled slightly and looked at Stephen who looked knowingly at me.

This was a good find.