Wormhole Chapter One

(Picture Credit - Sliders Wormhole by Wiki)

WTF?

Walking down a dreary suburban British street, on a cold wet day, I suddenly saw a swirling "tunnel" heading straight towards me. Before I knew it I was flying through the air. Lights flashing everywhere. Whoosh!

Then I was sprawled out on… sand! What’s happened? I pushed myself up and clambered to my feet. Palm trees! Jungle. Long curving beach. Sea. Blue sky with fluffy white clouds. High, snow-capped mountains in the far distance beyond the trees. 

A breathtakingly beautiful tropical scene. Where had boring Britain gone?

That was a wormhole or something I just went through. Like science fiction. OMG.

What’s this hanging round my neck? It looked like a diamond. Okay. The rest of my clothes? All present and correct, if roughed up a little. I’ll keep the gemstone, wherever it might have come from. Best go with the flow. Let’s find some help.

(Picture Credit - Aitutaki Cook Isles by Beautiful Planet Earth, Facebook)

Straight away I searched my pockets and found my mobile phone. It was undamaged from my tumble so I dialled some numbers. No signal. Definitely no signal.

Why am I not surprised. Better go find someone.

So I pointed myself towards a random gap in the jungle and began to walk towards it. Sea waves made surging sounds behind me. Birdsong greeted me up ahead. Soon I was pushing through some trees. Thankfully the jungle wall gave way to a tropical parkland.

Then a thought occurred to me. What if I need to find my way back to where I started? 

So I returned to the scrapings on the beach that my body had left. Near the tree-line I found some large pebbles, which I used to build a mini-monument where I’d landed.

Satisfied with my work, I returned to that parkland. As I made my way between lots of woods dotted everywhere, I noticed some brightly flowering shrubs and approached them. Such enormous flowers! All sorts of colours. Amazing. And flying amongst them… OMG! Enormous bumble bees! I crept up towards those shrubs as much as I dare. Sure enough each of those bees was about a yard in diameter. My biggest phobia in its biggest ever form. Only consolation: they were not wasps.

But then I noticed something else. Through a gap in the shrubs and trees I could see another gap, in those mountains. And not far above the horizon was… another sun! It was surrounded by red clouds and was either dawning or setting. This sun was smaller than the “main” sun, which I could feel beating on my back.

(Picture Credit - Two Suns by Framboise)

OMG this isn’t Earth. Help! In panic I dashed back to the beach. Then I made myself sit down on a convenient rock.

Think Paul, think.

I thought. Then I tried a change of tack: I set off walking along the beach. Any sign of bees and I’ll turn back and try the other way. Or walk next to the sea, away from danger.

So off I went on a long walk. How am I going to get out of this one?

After quite a long while I saw a massive headland up ahead, which gave me a definite target. Hopefully there would be some sign of civilisation around the corner. It reminded me of “Planet of the Apes” where they found the “Statue of Liberty” on the seafront.

Round that headland I went. Houses! A town. A seaport. Once I had a decent view of that port I sat on a rock and pondered. Would it be safe to go there? Clearly it would be populated by aliens. Would they be friendly?

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Did I have any option but to go there? No. I steeled myself and carried on.

People.

I approached a group of aliens. They were playing beach volleyball by the look of it. Some men but mainly girls. Light brown skin. Laughing and shouting.

They’ve seen me.

(Picture Credit - Bigbeachvolleyball by myhousecallmd com) 

The group came nearer as I kept walking forward. They had mottled skins and strange markings on their ears and noses.

Like Star Trek.

They stopped and stared. I did likewise.

They won’t understand me but I’ll have to try to communicate.

I opened my arms wide and whined: “I come in peace. From another land. Please, I need you help.”

OMG that bauble round my neck just flashed and glowed!

They all looked astonished. Then, one by one these aliens prostrated themselves on the sand before me.

One of them spoke: “Greetings my Lord. We are at your service. What would you bid us do?”

English! Can’t be. That bloody gemstone is still flashing. It must be some sort of translator.

No time to argue with myself about that. Must reply.

Me: “I’d like to see your town over there, if that’s okay.”

Alien Leader: “We will escort you immediately My Lord.”

Paul Butters

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