The Alien Orb (14 page)

The size of vortex looked close to the size
of a solar system and the vision staggered him and stuck in his
mind!

Over a great deal of time he dreamily
partially entered a form of sleep state, shooting through the
surrounding emptiness, through the surreal space, far from the
universe, out beyond reality.

Obscure illuminations endlessly shifted as
he wildly spun around, with no real awareness of anything, and a
tranquil shape gradually emerged across his front, of something of
brightness, and he came to sometimes to study it.

How had he managed to end up in such a
far-out place? Where the hell was he? How could he survive this? He
was barely a ghost/energy state in some far out mind-bending place,
and he considered if he was actually in the castle in a dream
state!

He felt as though he had been falling
through something and he tried to grasp the concept, and where, and
suddenly realized something was blowing at him from somewhere and
he saw, hidden away in intense brightness, he was plunging down to
some form of world under him.

He was over some form of water! He was sure
of it! And he was falling out of its sky!

He prepared himself for everything that he
could think of and a roaring and blinding surge of what looked like
invisible water or form of energy hit him and he automatically put
out his arms, swimming upwards and pulling himself out of the
endless depths, where he saw star objects through at the other side
of the world.

Chapter 2

The Mind-Bending
Universe

He continually
kept going over everything that had happened! All the supernatural
occurrences that they had encountered as they had approached the
castle, exploring the wood surrounding the castle, and the strange
mists and lights there that haunted the place for centuries, and
attacks by the things that emerged there, chasing them through the
deep snow and into the strange tunnel that they had found that led
them to the location of the castle.

Even now he
could not explain what it was all caused by! What could be there
and have created such a disturbance, which nobody could now deny
existed? Yet he had worse things to explain now, and thought if he
ever returned he would be spending the rest of his life trying to
explain it all!

They had
professional ex-soldiers, with Mitchell leading them, and every
leading scientist in paranormal or anything connected to it, and he
was a leading scientist too, with the two main psychic researchers
there, Merton and Mortimer, who had explored the last castle, and
found everything that they could have, and he was sure they could
achieve something if given long enough.

Who had the
killer of one of the ex-military men been? The police were
exploring the whole region there now and he wondered what the
outcome of that would be, and he gasped! They could not find a way
to explain things to them to prevent them from doing something
stupid there!

The most
frustrating things were the search for the treasure and them
finding more and more clues! They had only been searching the
castle for a day and they had made discoveries everywhere! A
chamber under the top floor with a tomb in it, with some strange
writing on it, which he had not been given any proper time and
proper examination of, and the strange skeleton inside, which had
to be someone significant and be buried there for a reason – and
with a ring that had a secret compartment with a map with a secret
location marked on it that they had traced to a library where they
had found a tunnel below – which the three of them had climbed
down, with him following Mitchell down and one of Mitchell’s men
following him, and then Mitchell had suddenly vanished below him
and when he had climbed down had been transported into the vortex
to where he was.

He had to find
a way back and he constantly went over things trying to find
something that he had missed!

He wondered
where Mitchell was, and the other man if he had followed him there,
and he wondered if it transported people to random locations? Was
it the supernatural vortex that he had dreamed of in the castle?
Did it have things trapped in it? Did things get transported back
and forward through it? And if it did why could he not reenter it
and return there?

The island, if it could be called an island,
was fascinating and made of something similar to matter, and he
constantly studied.

It was virtually translucent in places, as
well as being slightly translucent in different degrees in other
places with different colors through it, which he was sure was made
of some form of new energy, with strange atoms replacing normal
ones.

It was firm in places but like being on a
waterbed in other places and he was glad to be on it as he had
spent hours wading through its sea, if it could be called a sea, as
it was nearly like thick air and he only managed to float on it due
to him also being made of a similar composition. He was sure
gravity existed, at least! Or was it just something similar?

It was incredible! Through the sea and areas
of the land he had seen the other side of the world, if it could be
called a world, and its size was close to being the same as the
moon and he saw similar islands to his in different sizes and
shapes, some massive and others small like his island and they
seemed to float around it.

The place never needed a sun and glowed
brightly with all the surrounding lights or suns in the sky,
virtually covering all the sky, and he had to search for black
areas of empty space to confirm they actually existed there, which
he was still unable to prove.

The world also generated its own light and
heat, but he could not realize how! The strange thing was it had
the many of the characteristics of the normal universe and it was
like it was mimicking it and as though it had some of the same
forces like gravity and had formed similarly with the forces
governing it.

Though his survival was an important thing
he wondered if he could actually die as he never needed any food or
oxygen and he was made of the same indestructible or nearly
indestructible substance that everything there was made of, and he
was unsure how it functioned.

The sea surrounding the shore was barely
visible but had colored matter grains in it against the shore, like
sand, mixing through it, and the rhythms of its waves skimming up
the surface of island gave sounds like real waves and blew the form
of air there in gusts like something was breathing over him, and he
wondered if something was there examining him!

There were vague things in orbit and
mists over the upper atmosphere that shifted, with the
world
’
s
vague rotation, and he saw some signs of its faint rain having
fallen. And he put the exploration of the island as his main
activity, except he had to find a way to return home!

One time he dived deep into the sea, as fast
as he possibly could, and admired the surreal abyss below and
enjoyed the swim, going fast and furiously into it. It was a
dreamland and he treated it like a holiday, especially compared to
the conditions of the castle, and he realized how bad the
conditions at the castle had been and that the warmness there was
ecstatic compared to the cold and snow and he wandered around
enjoying the solitude and bright light, and exploring an unexplored
alien world.

Chapter 3

Back in the
Castle

Deep in dark
regions and lights surrounded Bryson in his dream as it started
ending and he started waking, and he caught sight of things
shifting about with no form and wondered what they were or were
doing there as he opened his eyes and examined the sun beaming into
his castle room, and the snow falling outside.

After all he
had been through the dreams still never made any sense and he still
insisted in trying to examine it to find some clue to what he was
missing.

The dream had
been about nothing and eventually bored him, and he rested in his
bed with his blankets wrapped tightly on him.

Yet the lights
in the dream reminded of the supernatural vortex he had been in and
he now wondered if it had anything to do with the supernatural or
something else.

The dream had
allowed him to forget all the events of the previous day and his
return to the castle. It had been incredible! He had been exploring
the shore of the island when he had found footprints, which could
have only have belonged to a human put there like him, and he had
traced them for hours, thinking it had to be Mitchell or his man
who had been behind him in the tunnel, but he had been surprised
that it had been another human.

They had
talked for hours, and he had realized that the man was almost crazy
in places from being stranded there for many years, and the man had
loved hearing his accounts of what the outside world was like, and
all the new technology that now existed, and Bryson had learned
that he had been there for decades and from the Second World War,
surprising Bryson with his young looks, and that he was far older
and had clearly not aged.

Bryson had
learned about him being in the castle and their search for the
treasure there with great interest!

Even though
Bryson had been surprised at his search for the treasure he was
sure that he had not known much about it and had been there to
help.

Both of them
had thought each other had been dangerous at first but had slowly
realized that they had finally met other humans, and though he had
been amazed at Bryson’s accounts of the castle and the tunnel he
had been surprised that there had been stairs in the tunnel and
Bryson had realized that the man and his two associates had been in
another tunnel and that they had been sure the treasure had been
buried away there.

Yet one of the
biggest surprises had been when the man finally remembered his own
name again, as he had been so delirious for so long that he could
not recall things about himself, and he had told him that his name
was Pendleton, which Bryson had heard of in the accounts of some of
the people who had vanished there.

The man’s view
of the island had been startling and he had even thought that he
had missed something as the man had not fully believed that he had
been transported there through a vortex and had religious beliefs
of what had occurred! He surely had thought he had gone into his
own place in the afterlife and was unsure whether it was heaven or
hell, and had beliefs that he was still being considered for both,
and he had watched him regularly praying to be saved.

Yet after
being there, and all that had happened, he almost felt like copying
him, but had thought better of it. It clearly had not saved him for
one thing!

One of the
problems had been there was little to do! There was no need for
food and they never got tired or slept! And if it had not been for
the fact that they never felt properly bored, agitated, or, in
fact, anything really, and he would have been worried!

One time they
had visited a strange phenomenon on the island, which Pendleton had
told him of, which was a large hole going into a hard region of the
island, which seemed to go down into an abyss far below the island,
which had actually looked volcanic, and had grasped Bryson’s
attention as if it was volcanic it could have proven that the
island had been formed in the same way as the world, and, of
course, given him some form of insight into how the world had been
formed and what it actually was.

Yet after a
great deal of examination of the substance there he had still found
nothing! There had been no sign of anything that remotely came out
of volcanoes!

About a day
later, when they had started to think about leaving there they had
suddenly started vanishing, which had grabbed Pendleton’s attention
first and the most as he had not experienced it before and he had
prepared himself for years to meet something there and enter some
other place in the afterlife.

They had both
appeared in the castle, surrounded by scientists, to their
astonishment and confusion!

How the hell
did they get there? Neither of them could explain anything! Bryson
could not explain anything and why they had not gone through the
vortex and Pendleton could not explain anything either! And
Pendleton could not even recognize the castle after such a long
time! He must have been the only person in the history of the world
to have been in such a place and have returned to the world after
such a long time!

The simplest
things confused Pendleton and his now normal human body staggered
him, and he had a hard time adapting to it and having such things
as feelings. He could not understand and remember what hunger was
and why he grew tired, and even thought that he was ill most of the
time, and occasionally gasped at what he had been missing – yet as
he was still the same age as he been when he had left he still had
the same amount of years that he would have had!

He also never
recognized people, and they were different from what he had
remembered them as, and he had not seen anything of the future! He
was like a time traveler in a future world! He also thought of
himself as having been put there to start over again and repent, in
another attempt at entering his relished afterlife.

He spent most
of his time studying everything that he met with in fascination –
like he were an alien being visiting this world in the form of a
human being.

Chapter 4

The Psychic Research
Equipment

When Bryson had
recovered and rested from everything that he had been through he
decided to go and visit Merton and Mortimer in their new psychic
research room, which was located behind the wall of the tunnel at
the exact spot he and Mitchell had vanished into the supernatural
vortex – where they were most likely to get the best response – and
where all the action must be.