Somewhere Out There

Somewhere Out There

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Tygo Goodwine a nine year old visits a museum with his father when they both get abducted by the unknown, begin their journey somewhere out there.
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Tygo Goodwine a nine year old visits a museum with his father when they both get abducted by the unknown, begin their journey somewhere out there.

Chapter1 (v.1) - That Awful Sunday

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Submitted: May 13, 2017

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Chapter 1: That Awful Sunday

“It’s funny how we remember our bad days more than our good ones.”

Hello my name is Tygo Goodwine, and what I am about to tell you won’t make any sense. You will think I am a liar, or a psycho, maybe both. I can assure you everything that I tell you happened to me, all of it. Close the door, sit down and relax, it’s a humdinger of a ride that you’re about to go through. It all began on that awful Sunday, 23rd May 2038; a long time has passed since. I don’t even know what makes sense anymore. But all I remember is that it all began that Sunday.

I was just nine years old boy, who had messy brown hair, freckles all over my face. My father used to call me Bunny, because I had teeth like them, although the girls liked to call me ugly.  I used live with my father. I used love Sundays because it was the only day I used to get him all to myself. We used to go fishing, or to the mall, sometimes we used to go to the movies, he loved movies and always used to pick the best ones. But this Sunday was more special than anything else before this. We were going to the new Museum to witness the shape shifting mud.

So usually like every Sunday the alarm clock woke me up. I was excited, Super Sunday had arrived. I jumped out of the bed almost like a superhero. Okay I will tell you this much, I was a huge nerd when it came to comics and superheroes; I had to find friends in them being the lonely loser. My room had posters full of them, any superhero you can think of the poster was there. I rushed to the bathroom, brushed my teeth in a flash, took a quick bath, dressed up in my favorite white shirt and rushed to my father’s bedroom.

As soon as I entered I saw my bed sleeping, a nine year old me was scared we would be late. I started pushing him and started waking him up “Wake up, Daddy. We are going to be late”
“Bunny? It’s just six in the morning what are you doing?”
Like I said I was nine and I didn’t know how to read a clock yet, not realizing how time would play me. We were supposed to leave at nine, I was ready by six. So I spent the next three hours playing video games, and as soon as it was nine he was ready. My father was really a cool person, he was handsome almost like a movie star, he was always confident, and he was caring. Only thing I was wrong about him was he did have a dark side. Either that or I have a messed up head.

We left for the station I was super excited, but my old man looked grumpy. I was scared he didn’t want to go perhaps.
“Is everything okay dad?”
“Of course, Son why do you ask? ”
“Well you just seem little upset today?”
“Is just work, don’t worry about it. How about we race to the station”
“You’re on”

We both started running uphill. Foolshope was indeed a beautiful place. It was however only beautiful during the day, at night the wolves came.
 He was really fast, but I was no slacker either, eventually my little legs couldn’t keep up and he won. I thought to myself, lawyers are really fast. The train hadn’t arrived yet. We had to wait, I hated waiting. As we were waiting, Mr. Kawanawa arrived and joined us at the station. He was a really good guy.

“Tygo off another Sunday adventure are you?
“Yes, we are going to the Shape shifting mud Mr. Kawanawa”
“What a coincidence so am I”
“Then you should join us Kenry”
“Of course, How is the thing coming by the way Hugo?”
“It’s coming, it’s coming”

Finally the train reached the station; I quickly got inside and hogged the window seat. My father and Mr. Kawanawa followed me slowly. My father sat in the middle, Mr. Kawanawa was forced to take the aisle sit. Just as when we were sitting waiting for the train to leave, a lady entered, she looked broken, with ruined mascara, and her eyes dry as desert. As she walked past by us Mr. Kawanawa stood up bowed down to her and said “I am really sorry for your loss. I can’t imagine your pain but I hope you’re okay”
“I am… Thanks for your kind words” and she walked by and took the last seat of the compartment sitting all alone.

My father asked “Who is she?”
“Didn’t you here? She Cara Shijani”
“Gill’s wife?”
“Yes, they recently lost a child”
“Oh Dear, I can’t imagine their pain”

I didn’t understand back then why my father stroked my hair so gently hearing the loss, I do now. The train raced through the wind, and within fifteen minutes we were at our destination.

All of us got down, and right in front of us was GRINTON, the most amazing museum.  An expensive silver circle like a chakra covered the exquisite black building with stars all over its walls. In Front of the building was standing a large model of our solar system.

We bought tickets and headed inside. I only wanted to see one thing, the shape shifting mud. Yet, we had to go liner approach towards it. First was a painting of the last war, the four men who saved our world having supper. I didn’t understand the gravity of it back then, but I do now. Next in line was the live model of the earth. Not quite what you’d expect. It was a big building and we were nowhere close to the mud. It all started phasing out, after multiple exhibitions of bones of extinct creatures; it was time for the mud. Exactly the moment everything went haywire.

A portal opened in middle of the room few feet away from where we were standing, everyone started running in the opposite direction and so did we. But to no avail, within seconds my father and I got sucked into the portal.


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