Time Machine; the disappearance
It was a hot summer night. The sky was turning darker, still raining. The ceiling hadn't stoped leaking since the summer has started. Olive-colored room was filled with humid air. Everytime when he inhale and exhale, it was like breathing through a wet towel. The ceiling was about only 2 meters high, and the waters were diving regularly into the bucket making a sound if water leaking - unlocked tap. Soon this sound became a lullaby to the children who were tossing and turning sleepless in their beds. He slowly went to bed after the other children in the same room have fallen asleep.
He looks young. That is what everyone says. But he is what others call; "dork". He was smart, but he thought and acted as he was outstanding unlike the others. Everyone in this orphanage hated him. Many of these reasons made him to be called the "dork". He got used to it, for many years, he was called the "dork" instead his real name. Now he doesn't even remember what his real name is. He has been the "dork" since he started talking.
This dork fell asleep, just like any other ordinary days. But he was awaken by a small splashing sound heard from the bathroom behind him. He stood up and went into the bathroom to see what happened. He opened the door. All he could see was the toilet. The toilet. He walked toward to the toilet. He looked inside of it. There was a pink ball. He picked it out of the toilet. He felt the solid ball wasn't wet at all. It was smooth without any drop of water, as it has been just made. He rolled it with his small hands to observe it. There were two interesting things to observe. One was words which were invisible when it was in the water. It was written: "Machinus Tempus".
"Time Machine, in Latin."
He spoke out in a quivering, but in a voice which could be heard from miles. He knew how to read Latin, too. He wanted the others to hear what he said. But everyone was asleep.
"I will press this button to see what will happen."
Again, after he had observe the another interesting thing on the ball , said aloud. It was an unnoticeable button, right above the words. Without anymore thinking, he pushed the button.
He opened his eyes. He never had closed his eyes, but however, it was closed. When he opened his eyes, the color he only saw was white. Everything was in the color of white.
"Good. You are awake now."
Voice was heard above is head. Confused at first, he blinked his eyes. Then he saw two tall men -who looked liked twins- with a light blue skin. Their appearances were very shocking to him, for he believed there are no aliens. Blue skins? No way. He thought.
"You are here to be the part of our project. No harms if you follow our directions, trust us. Our project's name is "Machinus Tempus"."
The tall alien on the left spoke to him with no expressions on its face. They were nothing like the kids in the orphan that mocked on him. Different kind of coldness were flowing out of them. Plus, what are they talking about?
"Um…. Okay, it's a Time Machine project, and I have to be your subject of experiment. Why me? Why and what do you want me to do."
He analysed their words into his. He loved doing that to everyone he talks to.
"You are to travel. Time travel. 3 Machinus Tempus, you must take. One, you have just took."
The alien on the right also spoke to him with no expressions and no tones.
"You are picked because you have a perfect brain."
The alien added. Before he could ask any more questions, he was move to the other room. This room was also white. Except for the brown chair in the center of the room. He was forced to sit in the chair. The aliens grabbed him by arms and almost throw him on to the chair.
"Can't you be little bit more careful?"
He was almost ordering to them. But they did not response to that order. They only looked at him for a second and started to work. They looked as if they were controling the machine next to the chair. The machine was connected to the chair. It only took a minuet for them to get the machine started.
"Sit in the chair, and relax. When you fall asleep, your time travel will begin. It is an indirect time travel experience. You can only see what's happening. You can not interrupt into the time."
One of the alien spoke to him with no tones. His body felt out of energy. He had no strength. Still, he wanted to ask something. Using his last strength, he asked his question.
"Where…….Where……. What time........?"
".........World War 1........"
That's what he heard the last moment.
He smelled something terrible. Smelled like something that has been rot. Terrible smell went up to his nose. 'I can't breath' he thought. 'This is the World War 1?'
He opened the eyes that has been closed. His mouth drooped open when he saw the sight. The smell and the sight were completely matching. The breathless rotten smell was from the hundred of dead bodies. The land he could see was all filled with these dead bodies. The land were filled with dead bodies, dried-up blood, and all of these were hunted by the flies.
"Wow....... It is after the World War 1 has ended."
He was so amazed by this time machine, that has really sent him to the past. It was nothing like the pictures in the history books. Whole new world in front of him. He looked around and was surprised. He heard the sound of cleaning up the bodies. He even heard flies. He still looked around and when he looked down. He saw a glittering gold coin laying around. He reached out his hand to pick it up because of the instinct. But, his arms didn't move. None of his body parts could, He could only move his head to look around.
"What? I can't........Oh, they said that I can't interrupt into the time. Right. I get it now. Man, I can't stand in this smell anymore! How can I get out? This smell is killing me!"
He yelled out. He knew there was no one to hear or hear him, but he yelled for just in case of someone hears it. After few more breathless and terrible minuets, he again felt his energy go out of him. This time it was worser than before. He asked to himself; 'This is what it feels like when you are dying?'
"You are good at adaptation. I've never seen someone recover so fast. This is a complements. Stand up out of this Machinus Tempus. You have to move on to the last experiment."
One of the other alien -he think- spoke to him. It was an order. He has to move on to the last level. He moved his heavy body to walk. He felt like he had been running for 3hours strait. His heart was pounding as if he was running.
"You must feel very exhausted. But, You are to be moved to the next Machinus Tempus. Hurry up."
The alien push him in the back. He was moved to the another white room. In this room, everything was in white. There was a toilet in the middle. A smiler toilet like the toilet in the orphanage. But It had no holes. It looked as it was just a chair looking like a toilet. But why the toilet?
"Hey, why is this……."
"We have no time for words."
The alien just cut off his words.
"Hey, what are you going to do to me now? You know I am feeling really hard now. What are you doing to me?"
He scream with all of his strength left inside of him.
"You are very annoying. You are going to be the "Machinusus Tempus,", dork. You will have machine in your body. If this success, you can time travel any where you like. You can be famous or whatever, too."
The alien explained to him with no expression or tones, like always.
"Now shut up."
The other alien spoke to him. He shut his mouth right away. Him being the time machine? Wow, He like the idea of that. They started to cut his skins and put the machine into him one by one. He didn't feel any pain. After about 15minuet, he was ready to time travel.
"Now think of the time you want to travel. think it. Only think of the time. Think it hard. Then in 4seconds, you will be there."
"Sure."
He thought of the moment when the 9.11 happened. The plane crashing into the buliding. he thought of him being rich, being famous, too. He felt his body move. He closed his eyes to concentrate. He thought of the plane, being famous because of the time traveling. He thought over and over agin. Suddenly, he felt queer. Something was gone. He opened his eyes. His arm was gone. Gone. Gone? What? He blanked his eyes. Still, his arm was gone, and also the leg. Oh no, what's happening?
"Hey! What.....What is happening? Where's my arm? Explain! Where's my..... my arm and leg?"
The aliens blanked their eyes, too. They started to check the machine and his body. His arm and leg was clean cut out of his body. No blood, It was just like if there never were anything like those. Now, his other arm and leg was gone. In one second, his arms and legs were gone, if there never was one. The aliens stoped looking at the machine.
"Error."
Now he was nearly gone. One by one, only his face was left, with a terrified expression on it. Without any sound, his face, the only part left was gone. Aliens looked at the spot where he was before a minuet ago.
"Error, caused by greed and selfishness. I told him to only think of the time. He didn't. No way to fix."
The alien spoke with no tones.
"We better get another subject for our project."
Another alien spoke with no tones. Then they walked out of the room. Just leaving the spot where the he, the dork, was for the last moment of his life.
Robert Langdon, the Harvard symbologist is unexpectedly invited to the U.S. Capitol building, to deliver a speech. But, when he got there, something go wrong. Something went wrong. His old friend, Peter Solomon, who is also a member of the prominent Mason, is kidnapped. The stranger, who kidnapped his friend tells that, Langdon is there to solve the ancient mysteries. Langdon got a invitation from the stranger: the hand with tattoos on it, witch means "invite". But, this hand, this invitation is made out of his friend, Peter's right hand. This tells him, that if he want to save his friend, he need to do what the kidnapper, the stranger tells him to do. The stranger wants Langdon to find the ancient gate that leads to "something". Time is short, so he starts to work right away, but with some unwelcoming company, CIA. The stranger starts to move on to his plans,too. The time is running out. 