An unexpected bunch of Shock , terror and longing. , Part II

 continued from 

Part I

“What place is it. Why do you want me to leave? And, sweetie, why are you sad?”

He dabbed his eyes in mine, his look strong enough to startle me and his expressions very mature for his age.

 “There is a war going on and we all are going to die.”

War? Seriously. I can’t see anyone fighting. There is no bombarding. No loud cries and howls or struggle against anything. Things look peaceful.

 “We all have been given a drug which we didn’t realise while we ingested it. We couldn’t be saved now. I know you are from the history. You won’t understand.”

I kept staring him, waiting for him to go on. Things were unbelievable yet I was speechless considering his expressions. What does he mean when he said I am from history?

When we all are born, there are some modifications are done into our genes to gives us superpowers. Superpower, if I consider you. Its very normal for us. This was a bliss. People were happy with their powers but one day, our opponents got to know about the vulnarablity of the device and they used it in the most perfect way to destroy us. By us, I mean the Earth. They have technology developed and arrangements made to leave off this planet and move to another one, I mean, sooner or later, destroying the other ones too. There is no turning back.

There was silence for a few moments.

“Would you do something from me, History man?”

“What do u mean when you say I am from history”.

“I noticed your sandals. The company was declared broke in 2050. Its collapse was bad. I read in my history book. And, maybe you are older than I though.” He said, his nerves calming down from the bout of cry he has just given out and he spoke, “you don’t know that time machine has been developed. I read about all its struggles too. And you got here by mistake. You need to turn around, get out of the door and follow your way back home. You will reach your home I know how time machine works; my dad taught me.”  Through all the while he spoke, his face was expressionless.

 

“So, what do you want me to do?” I said, in a cheered-up voice. He looked at me willingly. his eyes looked like they are regaining their charm again. “Just wait here.” He stood up and ran and taking a turn, he disappeared.

OK, I am in future. They world is going to end and these people have given up on struggle for their life. All this information was had to digest. How can this happen!!

I saw him coming back, this time, with a box in his hand. His expression looked very much concerned and he almost threw the box in my hand and without saying anything, walked past me to open the door and started crying again. “You need to leave, NOW!  GO GO GO!” He almost screamed at his maximum voice possible. I took the box and followed what he said. AS I got out of the door. I heard a loud thud behind me. He really wanted me to leave. I wanted to spend some more time with him to know about the future and know what’s going on. I walked back home. It wasn’t hard to get back. Yet, it was hard not to think about everything. What did just happen. Did I dream of it? Well, no. It was real. I have a little, rectangular box in my hand as a proof!

Its 5 in the morning that I reach back home. I opened up the box carefully. It had a bunch of unstacked pictures with unbelievable clarity. No doubt future would have better capturing devices. There was a pair of speaks and a scrolled note.   I inscrolled the note. It gave me a feeling of being ancient. Had he been with me now, I would have asked him about this ancient stuff in their modern world. I read the whole scroll and turned at the glasses. I wore the glasses and did as I was instructed by the written piece of advice.

 Press the red button to turn it on, Blue for forward and Green for backwards. I did the whole thing as the sequence mentioned and damn, it was a miracle. I could see the boy standing right in front of me Waving a HI. I waved back to him but his eyes didn’t follow. I saw his lips moving yet I could hear nothing. He seemed as if he is talking to me but it was later that I registered what the heck was going on. The Speaks were a 3-D projector. I don’t know if any such thing exists now) and it had the memories of the boy with his family captured with in it. I could see the boy and his family talking, laughing and having the most of the moment. I did emphasise on observing the surrounding to and indeed it seemed like another world which I just have visited. Is that how our future is going to be!?

It felt intriguing to think about that. But wait, what was the war he was talking about. My guts didn’t allow to think of that. The thought was scary. He said everything would end. It has to, one day but when!

He wanted me to keep his memories safe. He was so closed related to them that not for once I saw the fear of death. Yeap, he cried. He was sad but at the end, he had accepted his fate and the only wish he had was the security of things close to his heart and call it fortune or not, I was chosen for this. There was a beam of light that I saw entering my home. My parents are back. I don’t want to let put my secret adventure to anyone, not even them. I buried up in packing the whole stuff and kept it hidden in my book shelf.  Nobody would find it here. It’s that uninviting with itself. I smirked and hearing the doorbell ring, ran towards the door and welcomes them in.

“Your secret would be safe with me, Honey” I mumbled and since then, I have been working on inventing a hearing device for the 3-D projector I have received. Let’s see if I can do this. I am a Science student, am I right?

 Memories and incomplete without the words and I want to live everything my friend my close to.

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ANU