(This is an excerpt from the book I am writing & not the full chapter)
Trigger Warnings: age gap romance/sexual situations
MA-18 & over
The hills are crisscrossed
with numerous narrow trails, offering a total of 2.7 miles of hiking. However,
if you decide to explore the additional trails in the area, it can turn into
quite a satisfying workout. Leila, my closest friend, and I have explored those
hills several times in the past.
Reaching the summit of a modest hill, I paused to catch my breath. Glancing around, my gaze settled on the imposing metal cross standing proudly atop a larger hill nearby. The origin of the cross remained a mystery to me, yet it served as a focal point and drew visitors to the hiking trails. As the fog gradually dissipated, the landscape appeared less foreboding than it had at the start of my trek. In the distance, I spotted a couple of fellow hikers enjoying the serene surroundings. I took a sip from my water bottle and after I rested a bit, I started my descent.
As I continued my journey, I
noticed a different path up ahead and decided to explore it. However, out of
nowhere, a series of bizarre events unfolded, catching me off guard. The air
crackled with an eerie static electricity, causing a shiver to run down my
spine. My heart raced in my chest, amplifying the intensity of the moment. Standing
there, an inexplicable sense of unease crept over me as I waited, unsure of
what I was waiting for.
A
nagging feeling urged me to flee, yet I remained rooted to the spot. Suddenly,
a peculiar whooshing, humming noise echoed from behind me, causing me to whirl
around in alarm. Before me, a strange shimmering object materialized, startling
me into a sudden jump.
"What in the
world," I thought. Curiosity
compelled me to approach the enigmatic object, cautiously running my fingers
along its smooth and icy surface. A sudden jolt of static electricity coursed
through me.
“Ouch,” I recoiled my hand. The monolith
towered before me, measuring 40 inches wide, and a staggering 7 feet in height.
Perplexed, I couldn't help but wonder about the purpose and origin of this
mysterious structure. With wide eyes and a mind filled with questions, I stood
there, utterly dumbfounded. Just as I contemplated the enigma before me, a
figure emerged from within the monolith.
Startled, I swiftly moved to the other side,
seeking cover behind the towering structure.
As I peered from behind the monolith spotting a man stepping onto the trail, he seemed unaffected by the strangeness of the situation. He looked to be in his late twenties, maybe early thirties. He glanced around, scanning from left to right. Looking at his attire, he was donning a brown pinstriped blazer over a white button-up shirt, paired with denim jeans and black high-top sneakers. Initially, unaware of my presence, I hid behind the monolith and discreetly glanced around the corner.
“Wow,” he remarked, taking in my look. “Are you from around here?” I simply gaped at him while he grinned back. I was momentarily speechless, especially after catching the unmistakable British accent in his tone. Gathering my thoughts, I mustered the courage to ask, “Who are you?”
“Just call me Mr. Smith,” he replied.
“How did you get here,” I
asked, my curiosity piqued. With a sly grin, he approached me and replied, "I
stumbled upon this place during my travels." His eyes sparkled with a mix of
curiosity and a hint of allure. I glanced at the monolith. As he spoke, I
couldn't help but take a step back, unsure of what to expect. Sensing my
hesitation, he reassured me, "If you're interested, I'll gladly show you,
come travel with me,” he paused. “But if not, feel free to leave." A lump
formed in my throat, causing me to hesitate. He moved closer, attempting to
hold my hand, but I instinctively pulled away. "Don't worry," he
assured me, his voice soothing. "I'll ensure your safety and make sure you
have an interesting time."
Gesturing towards the mysterious monolith, he insisted, "Trust me, let me show you." Once again, he reached out for my hand, and a warm sensation washed over me, making it impossible to resist. Despite my apprehension and uncertainty, I found myself irresistibly drawn to this enigmatic man who emerged from the monolith. His captivating eyes, charming smile, and the aura surrounding him had me completely mesmerized, along with the enigmatic monolith itself. As his touch enveloped me, all thoughts of my past vanished, and I became completely entranced, until he finally asked, "What's your name?"
I hesitantly said, "I'm Remi," my voice barely above a whisper. His smile shifted into a playful smirk, his gaze slowly taking in every detail of me. As I moved closer to the massive structure, I spotted someone standing on the hills nearby, clearly just as puzzled by its sudden emergence. I couldn't make out his clothing, but I had a feeling it was a man.
"Come on," he beckoned, gesturing towards the monolith with a flirtatious smile and a playful wink. Confused, I glanced at the monolith’s surface, devoid of any inscriptions, its sleek black surface chilling to the touch, just as I had mentioned earlier.
With a sudden jolt, the door slid open, causing me to instinctively recoil. With unwavering confidence, he took a bold stride into it, and I hesitantly mirrored his actions. However, as I crossed the threshold, a wave of disbelief washed over me, causing my mouth to fall open and my eyes to widen in astonishment.
The sheer magnitude of what lay
before me left me breathless, and I couldn't suppress a gasp that escaped my
lips. In that moment, he couldn't contain his excitement and proudly declared,
"Welcome to my humble abode," relishing the astonishment that was
etched across my face.
The two control panels on either wall and the sleek floor reflecting the ceiling drew my attention. "Hold on a second," I exclaimed as I stepped out of the craft and circled it, taking in the bizarre design while a sense of confusion enveloped me. It struck me that the inside and outside of the spacecraft were mismatched in size. I hurried back inside, eager to unravel this puzzling revelation. My eyes wide with excitement.
"Wow! I can't believe my eyes, it's bigger on the inside!" I exclaimed, filled with awe. Instead of feeling afraid, I was completely fascinated by the whole experience and eager to uncover the mysteries behind this intriguing man and his extraordinary spaceship. He chuckled, clearly pleased with my reaction.
"I had a feeling you'd be amazed," he said, with a smug grin on his face. My heart raced, and I couldn't tear my gaze away from the mesmerizing interior. "Would you like to embark on an adventure with me?" he asked. My heart skipped a beat, and I took a deep breath, my eyes brimming with astonishment. I was at a loss for words. "Your eyes are captivating," he remarked, gazing at me intently, as if weighing a decision. His deep brown eyes roamed over me in a suggestive manner, causing me to blush and look away. A tense silence enveloped us briefly, before I broke it with a question: “Am I being abducted?” I hesitated, inching toward the door that was hidden from the outside but clear from within. He stepped closer, his presence both imposing and calming.
“No, you can leave if you want; we’re still on
the same hiking trail you were on,” he assured me, his eyes locking onto mine,
his height nearly six feet towering over my five feet six inches, he was a bit intimidating.
Feeling
a mix of nerves and anticipation, I couldn't help but nervously smile back at
him. "I believe the person you saw earlier is nearing the TDSC and may be
contacting others soon." A soft smile graced his lips as he looked
directly at me, his eyes filled with anticipation.
It was evident that he was eagerly awaiting my response, silently pleading for a positive answer. The way he gazed at me spoke volumes, conveying his desire for me to agree to whatever he was proposing.
"If you decide to accompany me, we can journey to any destination of your choosing, and I'll ensure we return before dinner. I possess the ability to traverse time. The possibilities are endless," he said, enticing me further. Despite his kind offer, I still felt unsure. "Don't worry, once you get to know me, you'll realize I’m not such a bad guy,” he continued to persuade me. His words were accompanied by a chuckle and a smile, sending a shiver down my spine.
As I nervously chortled, my eyes spotted a mysterious black pillar embellished with sparkling crystals in the center of the room. It truly captivated me. Setting my backpack down on the floor, I cautiously approached, drawn in by its enchanting allure.
"What is this?" I asked, circling around the strange pillar with multicolored quartz crystals at the center, one of them glowing brightly.
"No, don't touch it," he warned, causing me to retract my hand.
"What are they?" I asked, intrigued.
"They control this ship," he explained. I pondered over the offer he made earlier.
"I'll accept your offer, but..." I hesitated.
"I hope you'll bring me back before dinnertime or before 10pm," I nervously chuckled, feeling a strange attraction towards him. Standing in front of each other, the crystals casting a soft glow on my face, I couldn't help but question the risks of joining this enigmatic being from another world on an adventure.
"How old are you?” he asked, then added, “I don't want any trouble for bringing a minor along on my,” he paused and said, “adventures," as he finger quoted.
Confusion washed over me as I glanced at him, prompting me to contemplate my uneventful existence.
I pondered, "I don’t have a boyfriend right now and I clearly don’t have any plans.” After a brief pause, I mustered the courage to respond, "I'm twenty," I said, it was a blatant lie though. Despite being only eighteen, I decided to withhold this information from him. His inquisitive gaze persisted as he mulled over my answer.
"Well, okay," he paused and added, "You do appear to be young," he delicately traced his fingers along the glowing crystals on the table on top of the pillar. "People often assume that about me, but the truth is I'm only twenty, with my birthday just four months away." I lied again, feeling a lump in my throat. He stepped closer, softly stroking my cheek before placing a tender kiss on my forehead. A rush of warmth spread through me, and I couldn't help but blush as he smiled at me.
He moved closer, gently caressing my cheek and planting a sweet kiss on my forehead. I blushed, and he flashed a grin.
"So, where do you want to go?" he asked, tapping a crimson crystal. Suddenly, a sleek jet-black seat materialized a short distance away from him and he casually took off his brown pinstriped blazer and tossed it onto the chair. Pondering his words, I said, "If you truly have the power to time travel, I'd love to visit the 1970s."
"Do you have a specific year in mind?" he asked.
I casually shrugged and grinned, replying, "1976, my grandma used to tell
me fascinating stories about that year." He chuckled, flashing a smile my
way.
"Alright then, let's embark on this adventure," he exclaimed excitedly.
"Touch that crystal," he instructed.
"But I thought you didn't want me to touch the crystals?"
"I'm granting you the privilege," he
smiled. He then told me to focus on my grandma and the year 1976. With closed
eyes, I imagined the sensation of being transported to that era.
(images are for the readers entertainment)
Can’t wait to read the book ❤️❤️
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