The shade from the tree is helping somewhat, but not much. I still dont know why I am here, let alone how I got here. I have no clue as to what my purpose is in this place. A little lizard scurries past my foot and into a hole off to my left. Must be nice an cool in there. Air conditioning. Wow, I miss the A/C. What would I do if it ever broke down? I guess Im findin out now. It's gotta be around 10am.
Why am I so preoccupied with the time? Is it because I have nothing other to think about? I guess I have sat enough, Ill get moving along. But to where am I going? I guess Ill go that way.
As I head off to my left, I walk along, listening to the ground. Thoughts of my home are flying through my head. Has anyone missed me yet? Does anyone know where I am? Am I in a time continuum? Does time really exist where I am? The sun doesnt seem to have moved much, but being this far away, it doesnt appear to move.
Im walking up over a small incline, when off in the distance, quite a bit away, I see what looks like a tent. Is that possible? People? Nah, just a mirage. But wait, I see movement. There are people there! I start to run towards them. Something tells me to slow down. "Dont burn your energy" a voice says to me. Who was that?
I slow down to a steady pace. I stop to catch my breath. As I raise up, I can see someone riding an animal towards me. Is it a camel or a horse? I cant tell. The person is dressed in black rags, sort of what you would see someone living in this environment to be wearing. They, and I only say they because I dont know who it may be, gallops towards me, a cloud of dust rising up from behind them.
As they approach, I can see the animal is a horse now and the rider is a male. The horse is a black stallion, muscles gleeming in the sun refelcting the sweat created by the run. As he approaches he is yelling something. Instinctivly I raise my hands: the unoversal sign for I am un armed! The only weapon I saw was a sword bouncing on the hip of the rider.
I cant make out what he is saying. It's a foreign language, but the way it sounds, it sounds like a warning. " I am lost!" I yelled. He keeps yelling "Престани да управо тамо!" What is he saying? I say " I am American!" Again he yells out "Престани да управо тамо!". I shook my head, then I heard him say " Stop right there!" Wait! I swear he was just talking another language. "I am an American!" I yell. " I know who you are.." he replies.
As the horse breaks it's gallop and slides to a stop 5 feet from me, he glares at me. " Quick, we need to get you into the tent, climb up." He holds out his hand, and I run over to the horse and grab his arm, put my foot on top of his and then he hoists me aboard like I was a 60 pound child. We turn and head off to the white tent off in the distance.
(to be continued...)
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