TELO’S JOURNAL

Wow… just… wow. Whatever happened, and though I’ve not had more than a moment to consider what that might have been, I’m determined to get us home. The artifact — that chip — and the flash of insight needs to be shared. Nothing is going to stop me. Not Stan. Not blips and swirling vortexes of energy, and certainly not a little bit of a walk. At least I hope it’s a little bit.

TRANSCRIPT

[Grim's eyes slowly adjust to the changing light as they shuffle from the darkness and emerge on the crest of a hill. In the distance a scattered collection of massive transformer buildings lurk across a plain of circuitry and ribbon cables. Telo scans the distant structures realizing that to wherever it is they've been brought, it's nowhere he's been and far away from where they call home.]

GRIM: (in very dim light) Over that rise. I see light. Do you see anything? Where are we?

TELO: Wherever we are… we’re not going home for a while.

TO BE CONTINUED…

8R4D’s Journal

So that’s it. Chapter One. And having completely the little experimental introductory phase of this project I’m now going to move forward and hopefully entice you with a story of wandering and lost adventurers in a fantastic world of this mezzaverse. Enjoy. And let me know what you think.

This is Part 12 of 12 of Chapter One | Originally Posted 2010-05-15