MidReal Story
Time's Forbidden Echoes
Scenario: I decided to travel through time.
Create my version of this story
Sarah Lin
experienced time traveler, mentor to Emily and John, short with sleek black hair, wise and secretive
Emily Hart
time traveler, friends with John and mentor to Sarah, average height with curly brown hair, adventurous and curious
John Mercer
fellow time traveler, friend of Emily and protege of Sarah, tall with sharp blue eyes, logical and cautious
I decided to travel through time.
I was sitting in the library, reading a book, when I found a hidden device.
It was a small, metallic object, with a screen and buttons on it.
I had no idea what it was at first, but I was curious, so I picked it up and examined it more closely.
It looked like some kind of remote control, but there were no labels or instructions on it to tell me what it did.
I pressed a button on the side of the device and suddenly I was somewhere else.
I was standing in the middle of a forest, surrounded by tall trees and thick undergrowth.
The air was cool and damp, and I could hear birds singing in the distance.
I looked down at myself and saw that I was wearing a long, flowing dress that I had never seen before.
My hair was longer than it had ever been, and my feet were bare.
I looked around me again and realized that I must have traveled back in time.
I was so excited to be here, to have the chance to see what life was like in the past.
I took a deep breath and pressed a button on the device again.
Nothing happened, I frowned.
I tried pressing a few more buttons, but still nothing.
I had no idea what I was doing, so I decided to put the device in my pocket and try and figure it out later.
I looked around me again and tried to get my bearings.
There were no signs of modern civilization anywhere, no roads or buildings in sight.
I felt a surge of panic rising in my chest.
Where the hell was I?
What had I done?
I started to walk, my heart pounding in my chest, and tried to think about what to do next.
I could try and find my way back to the library, but I had no idea how far away it was or how long it would take me to get there.
I could try calling someone for help, but I didn't even know if my phone would work here.
Or I could just keep walking and see where I ended up.
I chose the third option.
It felt like the best thing to do.
I walked for what felt like hours, following what looked like a well-worn path through the forest.
My feet hurt and my dress was torn and muddy, but I didn't care.
I was too excited to be here, too thrilled at the idea of exploring this new world that I had found myself in.
Eventually, the trees began to thin out and I saw a break in the undergrowth ahead of me.
I quickened my pace and emerged into a large clearing.
The sun was setting, casting a warm, golden light over the landscape.
And that was when I knew for sure that I had traveled back in time.
There were no buildings or roads in sight, no cars or power lines to be seen.
In their place were fields of grass and flowers that stretched out as far as the eye could see, broken only by the occasional tree or bush.
In the distance, I could see a small town with tall spires and pointed roofs.
The buildings were made of wood and stone, with narrow windows and heavy wooden doors.
It was like something out of a history book or a fairy tale.
It was beautiful.
And I was here in the middle of it all, all alone.
The reality of what had happened to me began to sink in.
I had traveled back in time, just like in one of those cheesy science fiction novels that I loved to read so much.
I had no idea how I had done it or how to get back to my own time, but I didn't care.
All that mattered was that I was here now, standing in the middle of this amazing place, with the whole world at my feet.
Who knew what kind of adventures I could have or what kind of amazing things I could see?
As I stepped out into the hallway, I realized that my fear had been completely unfounded.
Nothing seemed different about the hallway at all… not until I stepped all the way out of it into the open air of the library’s main room and saw that there were no books on the shelves there at all; they were entirely empty.
I turned around and walked back into my study room along the hallway until I came to its door again.
It was still there; everything was still there.
The only thing missing was all the knowledge of mankind contained within those books… and all the people who knew how to read them!
The people here were all wearing medieval-style clothing—tunics for men, long dresses for women—and they had long hair and beards like they hadn’t been able to figure out scissors yet, even though they had apparently learned how to shave because many of them were clean-shaven as well!
They stared at me as I walked through the hallway as if they’d never seen me before… which they probably hadn’t!
I walked down the spiral staircase into the main room of the library.
It was bright and airy with large windows that looked out onto a busy street.
People were walking by outside carrying baskets of food and bundles of cloth.
Horses and carts clattered along the cobblestone road.
It was a stark contrast to the dark and dusty interior of the library.
In fact, it was hard to believe that the two places were even part of the same building.
But as I looked around and saw the same faded wallpaper and rickety old furniture that I had seen before, I knew that I was still in the same place.
The only difference was that it was now several hundred years earlier.
It was hard to believe that I had actually done it.
That I had traveled through time.
It seemed like such an impossible thing to do, and yet here I was, standing in the middle of a medieval city in a time when people still rode horses and wore armor and carried swords.
It was incredible.
But also a little bit scary.
What would happen to me now?
How would I survive in this strange new world?
Would I be able to find my way back to my own time?
My hand went to my pocket instinctively and I felt the small device that I had used to travel here.
It was still there, safely tucked away where no one else could see it.
I was grateful for that, because I wasn’t sure how people would react if they found out that I was a time traveler.
Would they try to kill me?
Or would they worship me as some kind of god?
It was impossible to say.
But for now, at least, it seemed that my secret was safe.
I smiled to myself and took a deep breath.
I knew that I should probably be scared or worried about what had happened, but I wasn’t.
All I felt was excitement… and maybe just a little bit of curiosity as well.
I had no idea how I had traveled through time or why it had happened, but I was determined to make the most of it.
After all, how many people could say that they had traveled back in time like this?
It was an amazing opportunity, and I wasn’t about to let it go to waste.
Despite the strangeness of the place and the fact that I had no idea how or why I was there, I was determined to make the most of it.
The village was bustling with activity as I made my way through the streets.
Merchants were hawking their wares, children were running and playing, and women were hanging laundry out on lines to dry.
It was a beautiful sight and one that filled me with a sense of freedom and adventure unlike anything I had ever experienced before.
I wanted to drink it all in and savor every moment.
I didn’t know how long I would be here or if I would ever get the chance to come back again, so I was determined to enjoy myself while I could.
As I wandered through the streets, I came across a small tavern on the corner of one of the main roads.
There were tables and chairs set up outside, and the smell of roasting meat and baking bread wafted out on the warm afternoon breeze.
It was an inviting sight, and my stomach rumbled at the thought of eating something other than stale sandwiches from the library vending machine.
I hesitated for a moment, unsure if I should go in, but then I remembered that I was supposed to be a time traveler now.
And what kind of time traveler would I be if I didn’t take the time to visit a local tavern and drink some ale?
With that thought in mind, I pushed open the heavy wooden door and stepped inside.
The tavern was a lively place with a large wooden bar in the center and tables and chairs scattered around the edges.
There were people everywhere, laughing and talking and swapping stories.
A fire roared in the hearth in the corner and cast a warm and inviting glow over everything.
I walked up to the bar and took a seat on one of the stools.
The bartender came over to greet me.
“What can I get you?”
he asked with a smile.
“Just some food and ale,” I said.
He nodded and went to fetch my order while I looked around and took in my surroundings.
I wanted to blend in and look like just another ordinary villager, so that no one would suspect that I was an imposter from another time.
It was almost dark by the time I finished my meal and left the tavern.
I had spent several hours there eating and drinking and chatting with the locals, and I had a wonderful time.
The food was simple but delicious and the ale was strong and flavorful.
The villagers were friendly and welcoming and happy to tell me all about their lives and their families and their work.
It was fascinating to hear about how people lived in this time and how different it was from my own.
But as much as I enjoyed my visit to the tavern, I knew that I couldn’t stay there forever.
I had a long journey ahead of me, and I needed to get some sleep before I set out in the morning.
I made my way back to the inn and thanked the innkeeper for his hospitality.
He was a kind man named Thomas who had been very helpful to me during my stay.
I was grateful to him for all that he had done, and I told him so before I went up to my room to sleep.
I climbed into bed and closed my eyes and fell asleep almost instantly.
It had been a long and exciting day, and I was exhausted.