The Time Traveler #1

ENTRY #1.002

I signed it and didn't even think over the fact that I had a daughter, nevertheless, I would've embarked on this absurd journey than to spent my time being tortured in Cuba.

I met the five others shortly after signing the form of agreement, they were from different parts of the world, but since you don't even know which part am I from, you could only guess the remaining five.

The five would be given American names so guessing their origin would be impossible.

First, Alexa Houston was a female technician who had garnered experience and praises from known companies internationally. She is in her mid-thirties and secretly regrets not having a family with a heart to heart conversations during our task in Nazi Germany.

Secondly, conjoined twins Maria and Jesse, both in their mid-twenties obviously, their assignment was simple and interesting, scare those in the medieval times who were afraid of deities up until our fifth tasks with Nazi Germany.

But that is a story for another time.

Fourthly, Andrew Day was part of a military force and was chosen to join in on the assignment when he failed to pass examinations. He was fairly young, around the age of twenty-five and he was well-built.

Lastly, Gregory Allister, a fifty-year-old literary genius, and well known-author whose works of fiction and reality you have read and live by.

The reason he was chosen because—as I later found out—"He took the first true glimpse of the outside world," something I did and somewhere I'm writing from.

Without much introduction, we were in front of the time machine, it was a portal to the actual place where the traveling takes. The logic was that if a large area was occupied by the government doing experimental and secret operations, it would be a field day for the conspiracy theories.

So then, the operation technically takes place in two different areas, one with all the briefing of the task and another with the scientist working and checking on the time machine.

So, our first task was with Andreas Vesalius.

We got suited accordingly to the time of Vesalius time of the sixteenth century, he was a revolutionary scientist and also known as "Father Of Modern Anatomy and Physiology."

He was the first person to dissect a human body to understand how the body works and proved another physician's interpretation of the human anatomy to be inaccurate.

We were instructed to remain away from the portal, behind a door of some kind to prevent any excess exposure to radiation, then one by one crossed the portal, I was the second one after Houston.

When I crossed it, it was like being submerged into the machine, magnets pulling me towards it, for a moment, it even felt I was shredded into minuscule particles and joined back together.

I took a huge breath and panted, felt as if I just ran marathons and collapsed onto the metallic floor of the Time Machine, Houston lying to my left.

"I'm never going to get used to this," she said.

Once we were all buckled up and ready for taking off, or time-off for that matter, Houston punched a few buttons and communicated with the General, and his words were, "If anyone sees you land, kill them, don't even let them go anywhere and tell everyone, he saw someone travelling at intense speed and crashed into a tree."

Once he was done, we were ready for the time-off, at first, the Machine was at an endurable speed and suddenly it started to approach the speed of light.

We weren't affected by this because the machine was specially designed to endure the extreme heat at this velocity and we didn't feel any of it because apparently everything about the machine was designed and built only for the sole purpose of time-travel.

After a while, watching the moon set and the sun-rise and then in opposite directions, we had reached our destination.

My first observation was trees, lots of them, we were surrounded by them, then as each of us got out, we noticed the sky to be still in its nightly times, perhaps around six-o'clock in the morning, the air was fresh.

If the air had a smell, this was some good stuff, it felt natural, no particulates or any pollution problems--at least, none that I know of-- this scenery was relaxing and anaesthetic.

Until our eyes laid upon another set staring at us from yards away, and the owner of those eyes was familiar, his eyes wide and shocked and his body froze, he seemed to be in an motion to run but was debating against it.

"Houston, we have a problem," I said.