The Lost Treasure Map Series (72 page)

Bryson
shifted down the steps
making sure he
never slipped, and a deep thud echoed down from behind, from in the
tunnel somewhere. The ebbing radiance of the light was not enough
to allow him to see very far and he tried to see where Mortimer and
Merton were, and was surprised at not being able to see them
anywhere and he continued on when he saw that the light only shone
to a certain distance below, and he wondered why they had gone away
so fast.

As he continued going down he wondered what
he was doing! What could possible be below? What could they
properly profit from going there? Everything they wanted was above,
and not away down there! How could this possibly get them further
along the canyon?

Yet it could lead them through the hill to
somewhere else?

He tried to grasp the concept of the tunnel
and believed someone had built it to get around the canyon being
blocked.

Yet why had they not attempted to make their
way through where it was blocked, and realized that it would not
work as the boulders would have collapsed in when they dug it and
that the cliff that it had fallen from might have collapsed
more!

Yet why was the tunnel going below? Had they
had some form of scanning equipment that had shown where to tunnel
through the rock and had discovered some form of obstacle in their
path? Perhaps the equipment had detected the rock would collapse
and had found the best place to go was below?

The steps were mathematically perfect, and
clearly cut by some form of computerized equipment.

Sounds from behind altered and echoed along
giving muddled and strange tones, and he had to strain his eyes
more to see what he was doing as his light was getting dimmer.

He occasionally looked back up, and when he
was far below he saw Parker and two of his scientists standing at
the top, who clearly had decided to remain there and to see what
happened.

Bryson saw little and that there were
no new features of anything, and that the tunnel
’s
small shape vanished into
the dark.

At first he thought he saw something in his
light below, and as he moved down bright light exploded out as
though his light had increased in power and he looked at it and
around him for the real source, and its intensity started blinding
him and he could not see anything and stood stunned!

Once it dimmed he studied his surroundings
and saw that he no longer was in the shaft, and as he tried to see
his surroundings a colossal whirlpool of lights shifted over him,
and he saw that he had no proper presence, and was some form of
energy formation, and that he was being shifted somewhere outside
of the universe!

II

The Transcendent Time
Machine

Chapter 1

The Awakening

Energy exploded through Bryson as he gained
consciousness, and his entire vision altered from surreal
mind-bending displacements to deep dense blackness. All of his
knowledge seemed to go with it and it left him mesmerized!

Was he even classified as a life form? His
knowledge of what was beyond the universe and where he had been
vanished, and he felt that he had met something far greater and
mind-boggling than he could have ever imagined, but it
vanished!

“
What happened?
”
Bryson moaned, and gave a
faint laugh to himself, and awoke himself more as though he had
awoken from a hangover, though in wonderment, and he
staggered.

While he became more conscious he considered
if he had actually departed from life and gone into a form of
afterlife! His entire surroundings were solid blackness, with a
peculiar empty silence with deep faint echoes from his deep
breathing.

He could barely remember anything! Why? He
could not even properly remember any of the occurrences that had
put him there, and he suddenly realized that he could not properly
remember who he was! It was as though someone had deliberately been
playing around with his mind, for some unknown purpose!

When he recalled things in more detail it
made him shiver thinking of it and what the consequences of it
would be!

For a moment he thought what had happened
had not and he considered what could have happened! Could he have
somehow fallen down the stone steps to the bottom?

His fingers gently caressed his head and he
stopped when he never found anything, and felt through the dirt on
the ground and a perfectly flat artificial floor below, which
seemed to him to be near where he had been as the rock with its
texture seemed the same. Where else could it be, and have complete
darkness? Yet he knew anything was possible at such a place as the
island! The island shifted between outer dimensions, and even
between many dimensions simultaneously, which he could not fully
imagine the consequences of.

He walked around where he was feeling the
stone wall going all the way around him! Was he trapped in
something? But where?

He could not find exit or do anything, and
he finally rested and thought about calling out to show his
presence in case someone could hear him, and he shouted out
everywhere and rested on the cold stone floor, and considered what
he would die there from!

It would have to be from thirst, which was a
lousy way to die!

He recalled the last things that had
happened over and over, in more detail than before, trying to find
something that he might have missed. Some small clue to what was
happening there! And tried to awaken himself further! And he
searched through everything that had happened from the start, from
his appearance at the Exploration Association meeting and the
findings that they had given there, which everything had originated
from.

The explorers had scanned and mapped the
surface of the world with their new more highly advanced
underground surveillance technology, developed by David Parker and
military scientists. And they had be doing an underground scan and
map of Britain from an airplane, with an accuracy beyond anything
achieved, and had uncovered a disturbance at the site where Rudolf
Hess had crashed his plane during the Second World War.

They had uncovered a
black artifact of
unknown origins there, which could only have been found by the
recently advanced airplane scanning technology!

The artifact
had been more amazing than thought, when they had placed it in a
museum, where it had been activated, and a strange being had
appeared from its energy bubble, which had turned out to be a
future human time traveler from suspended animation, in the
artifact, who expected to be revived in the future.

The artifact
time machine had been damaged during the Second World War, at the
same time and location as Hess had crashed, and the time traveler
had been about to die before he had entered suspended
animation!

The his
injuries had been fatal and had killed him but before his death he
had told them why he had arrived there, and that he had been
searching for the lost treasures and ultimate technology of
colossal value of an ultimate time traveler.

Bryson had
soon realized what he had missed and that he had arrived at the
wrong latitude and that the location had been at the same exact
line through the same longitude, and when they had searched for it
their scanning equipment detection methods had activated something
there, and the uncharted interdimensional island had appeared
there.

Something had
landed the airplane there, and later the island had altered through
interdimensional space to another dimension, trapping them
there!

What could be
that powerful? It had stopped their scanning equipment working! Yet
they had discovered an immense structure hidden away on the
island!

Did it want
them to find the structure for some plan?

Their group of
e
xplorers, scientists, archeologists, paranormal
investigators, and treasure seekers had been put together and led
by Parker and his scientists, and Bryson and his two paranormal
scientist friends, Merton and Mortimer, had helped, and they had
been exploring the mysterious island and had been fanatical with
getting their hands on what was there!

They had uncovered unknown discoveries everywhere and had
been chased by deadly things through a dark jungle into an immense
artificial canyon through a large hill, and at the end of it had
found it blocked by boulders
. But Merton had found a
tunnel hidden at its side, and he had been tracing where Merton and
Mortimer had gone through it and had been going down the stone
steps in almost complete darkness, going out into an abyss below,
when his surroundings had altered!

At first he had thought he had seen
something in light below, which when he now thought of it had a
shape, which he could not place, and he realized it had come
upwards towards him and had trapped him, and its light had exploded
out and he had been blinded by it, and he had not been able to see
its source, and it had stunned him!

It had altered into a colossal whirlpool of
lights shifting about him, and he was sure that he had thought that
he had no proper presence and had been some form of energy
formation! He had gone unconscious after that and he could not
realize anything, and he sat contemplating everything.

He wondered where Merton and Mortimer had
gone? Had they survived or had they avoided it? Where the hell was
he?

He kept rummaging through his things trying
find anything that could be of use to him, and wished he had not
dropped his light!

He wondered if he could suffocate and tried
to measure the amount of air there, and realized that it was not in
slightest bit used up, which it should be over the length of time
he had been there, and he realized that it had a fresh scent, and
he felt air was entering there from somewhere.

He continued searching through his backpack
for something that could help him, and realized that he had a small
camera and that it had a flash. But when he attempted to make the
flash work he realized the batteries were dud, so he just rolled
over and tried to sleep, contemplating the outcome.

Solid blackness
steadily
and
eventually
enticed
him
from his sanctuary, and
he gave swift
glances into the depths of darkness
with
confusion.
What could
do such a thing?

H
is determination was
mounting, attaining his imagination, and drawing him out of his
inner world to probe his peculiar surroundings
again
.
How could such a
room be built without any entrance? And why was it there? He went
around the floor feeling it all about him, and every square
foot.

H
e
philosophized
on how to contemplate
the situation, and tried to recall his appearance
there
.
H
e had vague
reminiscences of wild dreams! One had him floating through the
cosmos, engulfed in blackness and stars,
clearly created by what had happened, and he
explored it seeing if anything had occurred
.

He
sporadically
thought
that his surroundings were part of a complex structure
of
something
, and
even wondered if something was
checking him out
.

Bryson slept and became lost in strange dark
dreams with his blindness in them and when he finally awoke he
rolled over and stared out at his dark world and upwards trying to
see anything of the roof. Hoping some form of energy would make it
appear and he watched an imaginary star in the blackness that
allowed him to believe that he was just resting in a dark
night.

Yet as he observed it further peering into
its depths he was amazed at how realistic the small light became,
and stood up and looked close at it and realized that it was not
real.

He shifted around looking for a roof and any
light illumination from any form of gap upwards, looking for some
form of air vent, making him believe the place had been at least
built to stay in, and he was sure there had to be an exit.

The room seemed normal besides the
differences, and it seemed as though it had been made by the makers
of the canyon and the tunnel and steps, or someone using the same
technology, and he tried searching the only place left, where he
had not looked, which he had thought of earlier, which was just
above his head height, and he moved about waving his hands over the
stone wall, going as far above him as he could, going around the
walls, and was amazed when his hand entered an area going inwards
and he felt along it, and found a gap and exit going inwards.

The concept startled him and he considered
what sort of room it was and what it was doing there. Was it inside
the hill, or had he been transported away to somewhere else? Yet
why would it not belong to the builders of the tunnel?

After three major attempts he hoisted
himself up and rolled over onto his back and rested, and felt the
tunnel and realized that it was exactly the same shape as the
tunnel he had been following down the stone steps.

The blackness seemed normal now and he
wandered down the tunnel feeling and checking everything that he
could, and putting each foot forward and feeling there was no
obstacles.