The Time Machine (Part Two)

As I reintegrated, I got a more and more acute sensation that something very, very bad had happened. Through my viewpoints I could see a huge rocky shelf towering at least a mile high. It was laced with fissures that shined in an unnatural way, they were pieces of an impenetrable darkness that somehow radiated light. Surrounding it was a darkened wasteland furrowed with veins of strange radiation, almost like the aroura borealis of the poles. There were vague remnants of buildings nearby, so unrecognisable, I wasn’t even sure that they weren’t some unusual rock formations. Everything was covered in a kind of black dust.

My view was limited but I got the gist of what happened here anyway. War…

Still shocked at what I had seen, I regained consciousness within my body and eager to find a different scene, to find some source of life, got out of The Time Machine and into the drive mech attached to it, disengaged and turned it on. The chrome rings started rotating and me and the mech set off towards the giant plateau.

As we started rolling I noticed that some of the black dust had started stirring. It was very gradually rolling after me. I stopped the mech and started getting out. Just before I stepped out I was struck by a piercing shriek that seemed come from everywhere. I fell down and hit my head on the mechs drive system. It lurched forward with impressive speed.

Thinking back on it, I realised that the shriek saved my life, I later found out that the black dust were tiny Nanobots that destroy anything that emits a heat signature. There was a lot I didn’t know at the time.

The shriek started to stop and looking over my shoulder, I saw a huge wave of the black dust lift up with a huge roaring sound. It careened towards me leaving its original position with a great speed. I was getting increasingly worried by this time so I stamped on the drive system and yelled,

“Come on! Were humanity! Were like cockroaches, we can’t die! We won’t of died! So somebody help me NOW!”

There no reply and the dust was starting to catch up the mech. I estimated it was at about 200 mph now.

“Come On! Please!”

At that moment a bright light flashed from the plateau and all of the dust, and myself, slowed to a stop. At this I nearly sobbed with relief.

I looked and saw a flying machine above me. I gaped in awe.

“Greeting Mr. Ramsworth. Welcome to Earth 19798 A.W. …”