Storyteller Michael-Scott Earle
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Tamer Chapter 3 Scene 5 ROUGH What do you think?
🕑 Added 2021-09-10 13:19:00 +0000 UTC
I chewed on that as I hopped up on a big rock next to the flowing water of the creek. I’d been walking for many minutes and was getting higher on the hillside, but I still couldn’t see anything below me besides more jungle. Maybe if I could see more of my surroundings, I could figure things out.
But time travel did make some sense. It would explain the dinosaurs, certainly, and the jungle had big ferns and funny looking trees I didn't remember ever seeing in the LA suburbs or the hills above them. And maybe the beach was actually Venice from 65 million years ago.
However, it didn’t explain the three strange-looking soldier-aliens or the second moon, so I threw out the time travel idea and went back to what I had first thought: The only other explanation was that I’d been abducted by aliens and deposited here. I wasn’t ready to declare “case closed,” but I still didn’t know the who, what, where, and whys of the situation.
I kicked around ideas about my abductors, but I was too tired to concentrate on them further. I needed to get to somewhere safe first, and then I could collect my thoughts and try to puzzle through my predicament.
Time had no meaning as I walked. I wore a watch on my wrist, but for the hundredth time, I checked it to confirm that the LCD numbers were still missing. It was quite old, so it wasn’t a huge shock the thing was dead. Watches always went out at the wrong time.
