Chapter 2: Squidman the Timetraveler; Love and Time Machines.

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Chapter 2: Love and Time Machines

I asked “So did you see the original Squidman’s face?” he responded “yes, and i’m not bent on revenge but i would like to talk to him.” i question him “what’s there to talk about other then how he killed your wife..?” “I don’t know anyways he was a tall Caucasian man around his 40s Mediterranean perhaps he was Greek most definitely. The tools he had at the cave also pointed to the fact he may have lived on the island of Crete. Knossos, Minotaurs and Labrynths was referenced all over his book of Prophecy and along with roman coins. I guess he was a collector of some sort. There are many questions i have for him such as how he came to be the squidman himself, or whether the place we went to even allowed us to age, how long he’s been there and what he plans on doing with his time travel abilities. Was he just a victim to circumstance and condition?. I exclaimed “We’ll never know now, so who cares. He could be anywhere in the world.”

Future me says “I’m going to travel to Crete and see if i can find any clues about this man. How hard is it going to be to find a man from the wrong time era?” 16 hours and $1500 later he was in Crete. And I was in search of a man cited in the Prophecy book by the name of Eric Loren Jeffery who i found out doesn’t exist at least in how far back the Jeffrey tree went back. But looking at genealogy trees today the Surname Jeffrey was one of the richest Houses in the United States. So i decided i’d look into it even though the USA was at the moment a war zone but if i ran into trouble i could just time travel backwards if anything bad happens. I made my way to Boston where it was secured to the teeth. No one could move in or out. I was patted down 3 times and then went through 2 scanners just so i could get in the city. The houses were boarded up or had steel shutters and the entire streets were abandoned. It was like a ghost town. Even so high above there were lights lit in rooms on the upper floors. I buzzed to speak at the mansion. “Hello” i said “Hello! i would like to talk to a resident of Jeffreys please.” “Who may i ask is speaking?” trying to sound genuine and honest “I’ve traveled very far and i’m just someone who is very interested in your history. May we speak?”.

The gate opened and i sigh with relief. The mansion was ginormous and i’m sure the estate worth is in the millions. i made my way up it’s broad walkways to the mansion door. I was greeted by a butler which i’m surprised anyone still had. I guess they were wealthy enough to get through the depression. The first question i asked was “how on earth were you able to afford all these things and survive under these circumstances?” The woman answered perseverance, good planning and stocking is all i’ve done. All around the house were pallets and pallets of costco water and dried/canned foods. The whole room had walls covered in supplements and vitamins. She says “You pay less when you buy in bulk”. I just stared for a while and then i asked “My main reason for being here is to ask about your family history as in, do you know of any one in your family who has known or lived as a time traveler?” She says “It’s a dark history. One i’m forbade from telling but under these circumstances and my age i refuse to take it to my grave. Yes, i had an great great grandfather who apparently came from no where and was obsessed with time travel, spoke of it all the time. Rumors had it he was from the wrong generation as if he got frozen in time and dropped into the modern times. He had many books from our ancestors handed down from many generations before. We’ve lived here for a very long time and we never ever throw anything out. We have all my great great grandfather’s tools, gear and even ugly sweaters

I am led through a bunch of corridors to this obscene little door way into the bottom basement. Where i realized there was so much work to be done. I found out that there were people who were time travelers of their time but now very much passed away. It said here he abandoned his wife at age 30 and child of 5, 8 and 13 and never came back. He apparently left a gaping hole of history from 200,012 BC to the 1715s. He wrote journals but they were mostly Greek until 1723 when he started writing in English. His last words were “in my desk hidden under the hidden panel. A list of apologies”. I ripped open the desk drawers and turned it all upside down. The middle drawer had a sliding bottom. There was the apologies letter he apologized for vandalizing Fredrick Anistons Naylor TF 1700 out of anger. Leaving his wife and children. Faking his references for his first job at the Daily News. And for the death of Amelia Stratos bless her soul in the after life. Amelia Stratos was John Stratos’ wife who died of by autopsy a force from inside the neck, the mouth gaping and dislocated jaw. All neck arterioles torn from the inside from pressurized force. Death cause was unknown.

I call Future me quickily and tell him he’s looking of a John Stratos. He answers “Great that you have a lead. i am truly tired of this island, it is enormous! but now with a name i can find him easier. How did you manage to find out who he was?” I say “In one of the book of Prophecy’s citation he mentioned being a prodigy to a man by the name of  Eric Loren Jeffrey’s. The problem was he’s not from his time so he’s not even in the genealogy of the tree as far as it goes back. He convinced the people from his distant family that he was a time traveler meaning he had the device but it malfunction because it was incomplete so he was stuck in the time line. Meaning John Stratos is the one who continued his work and progressed it to it’s abilities today. There are only 5 devices mentioned. Eric Loren Jeffery’s had the prototype and put John Stratos where he was that day you ran into him in the cave. I’m having his very first journal come back translated right now by the woman who lives here in Boston.

His story before was like a fairy tale, a myth or legend. It starts off as: Once upon a time there was a Great ruler of a place called Lemuria. Lemuria was a place of great technological advances. The Ruler of Lemuria was upholding the balance of the world, peace and prosperity. One day one of his subjects who was entrusted with locking up the technology of time travel away from everyone because of the consequence and implications of time travel it was seen dangerous was found testing it out secretively. He also had a wife and children but he secretly had mistresses on the side and this was frowned on. So anyone found tinkering in time and experimenting on it would be exiled. The King of Lemuria found out and he administered a dosage of justice and told him to use his project immediately knowing the complexity of the work which was not yet complete and no one knew where it would take him  for it was also multidimensional. The king cursed him and told him “where ever you go you cannot hide for you will live with this deformity and likeness of a squid. I hear by banish you from this realm and world”. And with that the Man was exiled from the dimensional heavens into a secluded corner of the map of the world. His studies and work have been to get back to that dimension and area of the world where his family resides. The cursed man who will never find love again.

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