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.
"But
what?" he asked.
"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 realm 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. "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.
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