Augurey and the Time Traveller

Authors Avatar

Jonathan McCallum        

Augurey and the Time Traveller

‘I drew a breath, set my teeth, gripped the lever with both hands, and went off with a thud. Looking out of my cellar window, I saw that day quickly turned to night, and it was dark. The moon appeared in the night sky – within the space of a few minutes, the moon had moved entirely across the sky, and in the distance, dawn was breaking. I pulled on the lever a little harder to speed up time, and quickly it was day again.

Saturday, I thought to myself, shopping day, and sure enough, within seconds people were rushing in and out of the butchers, bakers, and grocers. They were going at a super speed – one person seemed to visit all three shops, have what looked like a lengthy conversation with the vicar, and leave contented with the weeks purchase in about thirty seconds. Again a little harder I pulled on the lever, people were now just a blur, all that I could tell is that I was now going about a day every five seconds.

I now felt very sick and dizzy; all the flashing lights of the changing days had made me disorientated. Even though I felt sick, I also felt a huge sense of success. I, George Hoothley, had been the first person ever to travel through time. But the question was – could I stop? Light, dark, light, dark, day, night, day, night, again I pulled harder on the lever.

I couldn’t now differ between night and day - it was just grey haze. The harder I pulled on the lever; the quicker I went through time. All I could see was this grey haze, and nothing else.

‘STOP!’ I thought, I pushed the lever back to where it started, and suddenly light rushed back, but I couldn’t make out my house, or any shops across the street. No green, no other buildings, no people, and no cars, just – well, I couldn’t tell.

Join now!

It looked like a cross between rock, sand, and glass. It was a shade of purple and brown, but that was all I could see, for as far as I could see! It looked solid, but I didn’t trust it.’

‘No, don’t trust anything, if you don’t know what quite it is’ said the Medicine Man

‘Thank you Alfie’ said George ‘ May I continue?’

‘Oh, yes, sorry George’ said the Medicine Man

‘Well, it was this purple-brown colour for as far as I could see. I got out of my seat, and stood up – the floor ...

This is a preview of the whole essay