Crossing To Kucha Kingdm
Sitting on a dune, I’m in trance. Looking far into the distance, all I can see is sands. It’s a desert. A few wild camels are swaying leisurely, before I approaching them, they have already ran away quickly.
I am tired to die. I have been walking for three hours and I think I lost my way. Without GPS or maps, I don’t know where to go. Fortunately, it is autumn in October. Although the environment is dry, the temperature is moderate. However the sunset is coming. I have no equipment for camping. If the sun goes down, even if I don’t starve to death, I’ll be frozen to death in the cold night.
I’m still a little bit dizzy, haven’t recover from the feeling of landing. Look the watch on my left hand and sigh, it seems like the third crossing is a failure, again. Anyway, compared with the previous Crossing experiments, this time I can arrive on a land.
I have joined the Crossing Project for over a year. At first, I didn’t plan to join the project, I thought it’s better to be a student in the College of History. But after a medical examination, the professors think I am the best person to perform the crossing task. Other volunteers who has tried to cross, never did it successfully. So the professors persuade me that I should cross back to ancient times and uncover the mysteries of history. So I was flicked into the time machine by these professors.
In the first test, I crossed back to Han Dynasty for less than 30 seconds and then came back quickly. Except for the nausea that caused by time machine, I can remember nothing. Also, the equipment I take, such as camera and Carbon 14 detector, were all broken. So the professors came to a conclusion that no electronic devices can be carried. So I take three months training to learn how to use ancient tools, including a shovel!
The second test improved a little bit. I crossed back to Tang Dynasty for about ten minutes. I can remember some streets and crowds but they are blurred. However, s great suction pulled me back before I can see more.
This time, finally I made it. I didn’t get hurt as I fell on the soft sands. But landing in the desert is worse as I am unable to find human, not to mention accommodations. I don’t even know if I had traveled to ancient times. All I’m sure is that I have left the laboratory.
I don’t have water, food and medicine. There are only some clothes, a Swiss army knife, a compasses and some simple archaeological tools. None of them can help in this situation. It looks like I have to give up this crossing and go back. I have to find a place to charge my time machine, otherwise the machine is unable to work without enough solar energy.
Running to a dune where there is strong sunlight, I point the time machine to the sun. Press the button and keep number in my heart: 1. 2, 3…
Counted to ten, the machine didn’t react. Fine, continue counting… 20…50…100…
No! What happened! It’s so terrible! I stared at the **** time machine, re-point it to the sun, the indicator light was still gray.
Suddenly the wind blows, and the sun is hidden by the yellow sand. **** it! Without solar energy, I’m gonna to die in this who-know-which-dynasty desert! I jumped up and blame the professors on giving me golden stuff instead of food and water. What’s the use of gold in such a situation?! After swallowing a bit of sands, I ended my scolding.
The sun sets quickly,and it becomes very cold shortly after. I’m trying to find a place to spend the dark night. Squatting down and climbing up to the closest dune to have a bird view. Suddenly in the darkness, there is a glow of light. Thanks god, I never seen a brighter light than this…
I barely remember how long I walked in the dark and terrible desert, I just know I stumbled into the camp with fire light. I see several tents, with voices and camels. Rushing into a tent, then I fell down and come into a comma.