October 30th, 2013 at 1:01 AM
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Wanderers in Time - Entry 11
"I think it just burned the side of his head."
"But why's he in a deep coma?"
"I think it's shock."
"And what about Ruvater?"
"Dead."
Ruvater, the leader of the inhabitants of the planet, laid dead on the ground next to them, with a fracture in his skull.
Grandfather was escorted to another interrogation chamber. However, this time, he was laid on a table in the center of the room and was restrained to that table by his wrists and ankles. Shortly after, another thornax entered the room and began questioning him.
"So tell me, time master, why are you here?"
"Because you're keeping us here, that's why."
"The thornax are the supreme leader of Thalar. You will not question us."
"Thalar? And just what do you think you're doing here?"
"We will only explain if you cooperate with us."
"And just how do you think you're the supreme leader, eh? This planet is inhabited by the Thalarians, and has been for the past several thousand of years."
"We have killed the remainder of the Thalarians."
"Oh, no you haven't."
"You shall not question me."
"Shall not? Shall not? This universe is free last time I checked, I shall question you all I want."
"I will give you a final chance to cooperate with me."
"Ah, but what shall I expect in return?"
"If you cooperate you will be allowed to continue living."
"Ha ha ha ha! Continue living! And if I die, do you not think that I will return only to escape from this dreadful place? You have no idea of my powers. As it happens to be, I am THE Grandfather. And I say that I don't have to cooperate with anybody!"
"Take him! Take him!"
"Take me? Take me where, huh? And just what do you intend to do to me?"
At that moment, 3 other thornax entered the room. They released the restraints holding Grandfather to the bed, and escorted him away. The thornax who tried to interrogate him repeatedly told himself: "The thornax are the rulers of the world! The thornax are the rulers of the world!"
"I looked all over that door. I've not the tiniest idea just how this thing operates and how we can open it."
"Hmm..."
"What is it, Emily?"
She saw a security camera in the corner of the cell. She climbed up on top of the cement bed, and ripped the camera out of the wall.
"I just hope you didn't set off an alarm somehow by doing that."
"It's either that or have no chance of actually getting out of here."
"I might know how this door works."
"How?"
"Look at everything, it's covered with a layer of some metal. I think underneath it is a huge magnet. And that is what the thornax are - the floor somehow powers them. The tower itself is probably held together in a magnetic field, and so are the thornax themselves. So the attraction effect the floor has on this door is what's holding it shut."
"How would it open then?"
"The thornax must have the ability to create a sort of... disruption in the magnetic pull of the door. Have you noticed that it opens and closes very quickly? Something above is suspending the door upward, but the magnetic floor overpowers that suspension and pulls the door down."
"So how do we use that to our advantage?"
"It's simple, isn't it? We wait until a thornax opens the door, and we have to put something on the ground underneath the door to prevent the magnets from working. Either that or someone will have to hold it open."
"Hold it open? How much do you think that door weighs?"
Then, the door flew open, and a thornax entered some small articles of food wrapped up and a few small bowls of water on a tray. He demanded that they take the food and water. After hesitating for a few moments, David stepped forward and accepted the food and drink. The Thornax left, and as the door began closing, Matthew rushed over to hold the door open. He held it high enough to allow the others to crouch underneath it. He motioned for the others to exit. The door was very heavy, and as he began struggling to open it as the others ran underneath. After everyone left, he let the door close on his own, creating a loud crashing noise.
The thornax that gave them the food and water was still down the passageway. Hearing the sound of the heavy iron door crashing shut behind him, he stopped for a few moments as the group stood paralyzed. The thornax, instead of turning around, decided to continue moving.
Meanwhile, Grandfather was being lead into yet another room. This chamber, however, had very intricate machines on the ceiling and along the back wall, and had a convoluted control panel in the corner. It was dimly lit, and had a single small table in the center. Like everything else in the tower, it was made of metal, either iron or steel.
The thornax ordered Grandfather to lay on the table. They once again secured him to it, rendering him helpless.
"He shall be killed, and completely destroyed!" one of the thornax shouted.
An image came on a screen above the control panel. It displayed two larger thornaxes, slightly bigger than a person, standing side by side between an even larger robotic creature which moved on the ground. The robot was a very crude square chunk of steel painted yellow, with a small control panel on its front, and a camera-looking device attached to the front.
"No. The Master Thornax has ordered his conversion." the robot said over the screen.
"Very well." one of the thornax in the room replied.
The screen above the control panel went black. One of the thornax, the one who communicated with the yellow robot, approached the table that Grandfather was chained to.
"Your life will be spared." The thornax said.
"Is that so? Will you also be letting me return to my Machine?"
"No."
"Than what am I doing here?"
"You will be converted!"
The thornax moved back over to the control panel and shouted "begin the process now!" He pressed a few buttons on the panel, and then a device above the table turned on and began making a loud, high-pitched buzzing noise. The thornax pressed another button on the panel, and the hideous, grim, dreadful machine making the noise began lowering toward him.
"I think it just burned the side of his head."
"But why's he in a deep coma?"
"I think it's shock."
"And what about Ruvater?"
"Dead."
Ruvater, the leader of the inhabitants of the planet, laid dead on the ground next to them, with a fracture in his skull.
Grandfather was escorted to another interrogation chamber. However, this time, he was laid on a table in the center of the room and was restrained to that table by his wrists and ankles. Shortly after, another thornax entered the room and began questioning him.
"So tell me, time master, why are you here?"
"Because you're keeping us here, that's why."
"The thornax are the supreme leader of Thalar. You will not question us."
"Thalar? And just what do you think you're doing here?"
"We will only explain if you cooperate with us."
"And just how do you think you're the supreme leader, eh? This planet is inhabited by the Thalarians, and has been for the past several thousand of years."
"We have killed the remainder of the Thalarians."
"Oh, no you haven't."
"You shall not question me."
"Shall not? Shall not? This universe is free last time I checked, I shall question you all I want."
"I will give you a final chance to cooperate with me."
"Ah, but what shall I expect in return?"
"If you cooperate you will be allowed to continue living."
"Ha ha ha ha! Continue living! And if I die, do you not think that I will return only to escape from this dreadful place? You have no idea of my powers. As it happens to be, I am THE Grandfather. And I say that I don't have to cooperate with anybody!"
"Take him! Take him!"
"Take me? Take me where, huh? And just what do you intend to do to me?"
At that moment, 3 other thornax entered the room. They released the restraints holding Grandfather to the bed, and escorted him away. The thornax who tried to interrogate him repeatedly told himself: "The thornax are the rulers of the world! The thornax are the rulers of the world!"
"I looked all over that door. I've not the tiniest idea just how this thing operates and how we can open it."
"Hmm..."
"What is it, Emily?"
She saw a security camera in the corner of the cell. She climbed up on top of the cement bed, and ripped the camera out of the wall.
"I just hope you didn't set off an alarm somehow by doing that."
"It's either that or have no chance of actually getting out of here."
"I might know how this door works."
"How?"
"Look at everything, it's covered with a layer of some metal. I think underneath it is a huge magnet. And that is what the thornax are - the floor somehow powers them. The tower itself is probably held together in a magnetic field, and so are the thornax themselves. So the attraction effect the floor has on this door is what's holding it shut."
"How would it open then?"
"The thornax must have the ability to create a sort of... disruption in the magnetic pull of the door. Have you noticed that it opens and closes very quickly? Something above is suspending the door upward, but the magnetic floor overpowers that suspension and pulls the door down."
"So how do we use that to our advantage?"
"It's simple, isn't it? We wait until a thornax opens the door, and we have to put something on the ground underneath the door to prevent the magnets from working. Either that or someone will have to hold it open."
"Hold it open? How much do you think that door weighs?"
Then, the door flew open, and a thornax entered some small articles of food wrapped up and a few small bowls of water on a tray. He demanded that they take the food and water. After hesitating for a few moments, David stepped forward and accepted the food and drink. The Thornax left, and as the door began closing, Matthew rushed over to hold the door open. He held it high enough to allow the others to crouch underneath it. He motioned for the others to exit. The door was very heavy, and as he began struggling to open it as the others ran underneath. After everyone left, he let the door close on his own, creating a loud crashing noise.
The thornax that gave them the food and water was still down the passageway. Hearing the sound of the heavy iron door crashing shut behind him, he stopped for a few moments as the group stood paralyzed. The thornax, instead of turning around, decided to continue moving.
Meanwhile, Grandfather was being lead into yet another room. This chamber, however, had very intricate machines on the ceiling and along the back wall, and had a convoluted control panel in the corner. It was dimly lit, and had a single small table in the center. Like everything else in the tower, it was made of metal, either iron or steel.
The thornax ordered Grandfather to lay on the table. They once again secured him to it, rendering him helpless.
"He shall be killed, and completely destroyed!" one of the thornax shouted.
An image came on a screen above the control panel. It displayed two larger thornaxes, slightly bigger than a person, standing side by side between an even larger robotic creature which moved on the ground. The robot was a very crude square chunk of steel painted yellow, with a small control panel on its front, and a camera-looking device attached to the front.
"No. The Master Thornax has ordered his conversion." the robot said over the screen.
"Very well." one of the thornax in the room replied.
The screen above the control panel went black. One of the thornax, the one who communicated with the yellow robot, approached the table that Grandfather was chained to.
"Your life will be spared." The thornax said.
"Is that so? Will you also be letting me return to my Machine?"
"No."
"Than what am I doing here?"
"You will be converted!"
The thornax moved back over to the control panel and shouted "begin the process now!" He pressed a few buttons on the panel, and then a device above the table turned on and began making a loud, high-pitched buzzing noise. The thornax pressed another button on the panel, and the hideous, grim, dreadful machine making the noise began lowering toward him.
