Jason cursed the county as he narrowly avoided a pothole that had sprung up on his street. It sometimes took weeks for the county to fix the road.
The next day, the pothole was even larger and Jason plotted a way to get around it without going into the ditch. As he drove around the edge of the hole, it seemed to expand and Jason felt his car being pulled into the chasm.
In moments, Jason's entire car began sinking into the hole. He struggled to get out, but it was impossible to open the door as his car began to fall through space.
The car stopped with a jolt and Jason opened the door. Every trace of his world was gone. There were no houses, or trees, or anything familiar. His present location was almost dark. A dim light came from somewhere and there was smoke from a fire.
"Welcome to Garnton" a voice said. Jason turned to see a tall, hooded figure approaching him. "Who are you?" he asked the hooded figure.
"I am Traymor the leader of Garnton. Most of our new arrivals have a lot of questions, so I will attempt to answer them." Traymor said.
"Garnton is a world of few natural resources and in order to get the materials we need we are forced to use unorthodox methods." "Then the pothole was some kind of transportation device." Jason said. Traymor nodded.
"If you want my car, you can have it, but I would like to go home." Jason said. "Traymor smiled. "I'm afraid it's not that simple. It is true that we need your car, but we also need workers, so you will stay as well."
"There is no need to get upset, most of our arrivals come to like Garnton." Traymor said. Jason looked through the dim light at the barren landscape and thought he heard Traymor laughing.
The next day, the pothole was even larger and Jason plotted a way to get around it without going into the ditch. As he drove around the edge of the hole, it seemed to expand and Jason felt his car being pulled into the chasm.
In moments, Jason's entire car began sinking into the hole. He struggled to get out, but it was impossible to open the door as his car began to fall through space.
The car stopped with a jolt and Jason opened the door. Every trace of his world was gone. There were no houses, or trees, or anything familiar. His present location was almost dark. A dim light came from somewhere and there was smoke from a fire.
"Welcome to Garnton" a voice said. Jason turned to see a tall, hooded figure approaching him. "Who are you?" he asked the hooded figure.
"I am Traymor the leader of Garnton. Most of our new arrivals have a lot of questions, so I will attempt to answer them." Traymor said.
"Garnton is a world of few natural resources and in order to get the materials we need we are forced to use unorthodox methods." "Then the pothole was some kind of transportation device." Jason said. Traymor nodded.
"If you want my car, you can have it, but I would like to go home." Jason said. "Traymor smiled. "I'm afraid it's not that simple. It is true that we need your car, but we also need workers, so you will stay as well."
"There is no need to get upset, most of our arrivals come to like Garnton." Traymor said. Jason looked through the dim light at the barren landscape and thought he heard Traymor laughing.
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