@Knick
“As in..new ones? Ones not from this world? Or more on Sedori?” Florin attempted to clarify.
“As in..new ones? Ones not from this world? Or more on Sedori?” Florin attempted to clarify.
"Yeah like… does Sedori have states? Is it a country or a continent or both like Australia? Are there continents that aren't like the ones we have here?"
“States..” Florin considered it. “I’m sure they do have more than what we know of. I know there’s Brora, towards the centre of the island. Shinas as well, Peudson is a smaller uninhabited island separated from the main Sedori itself. And Rosling.” Florin paused in thought.
“Glanridge..also exists, the one state I’ve been to, and the furthest I’ve been in Sedori. As far as continents go, I believe it is similar to Australia in that sector. It’s close to Africa, but also North America, not enough to be considered apart of either of those continents however. I..can’t quite recall the name.”
Ellie flicked through the files, trying to find anything that sounded similar or an exact match. So put that file down, picking up another, "Are there any distinctive land marks in any of the countries?"
“..Landmarks…uh, well, I wouldn’t know too much of any of them. Sedori likes to keep a firm hand on what we shouldn’t know. There’s the Crater, I’m pretty sure, which is exactly what it sounds like, a giant crater. Filled with gasses; lethal to breathe, nearly impossible to see what’s in front of you if you go into there. And the caves as well.” He paused.
“Apparently in ancient times the Sedorians lived in those caves. It’s considered a staple landmark. A lot of paintings in there. And bones. We just call them the Sedori Caves, I’m sure the Sedorians have their names.”
“And the Skeleton. In Glanridge, on the beach I ran on. No one knows what it was nor where it came from, all we know about it is that it’s been there for some time and it’s quite big.”
“The radio station is another one by Glanridge, but it’s more in the jungles. Abandoned, of course.”
Florin glanced at Ellie. “Aside from those four, though? I wouldn’t know too much.”
"Wait," Ellie skimmed the page, using her finger to mark where she was before she flipped the page and stopped, grinning, "There's something here! It sounds like that radio station thing you mentioned. Doesn't have a name but it's near something that looks like it's spelt the way Glandridge is said. Look." She pointed to the spot on the page.
He leaned over, glancing at it.
“It looks..really accurate.” Florin spoke, looking at the page. He shifts backwards a little. “But do we know what to do with this information?”
“Clearly this means that either we’ve visited from here, or someone else for you world has come here,” Ellie said, skim reading the next few pages, “We might have a shot of getting you home.”
Florin lifts his head for a moment, curious. “That’s peculiar,” he then lowered his head back down, staring at the floor. “But what sort of technology would you have that could get me back home?”
Ellie sighed, biting her lip, "I… I don't know. None that I know of. We can check the Vaults I guess, but I'd need to get the key and I don't know who has that right now."
“Alright..” He glanced back up at her. “But it’s a start, at least, isn’t it?”
She looked to Florin with a small smile and a nod, "Yeah, it's definitely a start."
Florin looked back ahead, in front of him. “So, what now? Are we going to keep on looking here for more stuff?”
"Well, I say we head to the Vaults. It's where we keep all of the items that aren't from Earth. We might find something that will tell us how someone traveled here, or we traveled there." She suggested.
“But you mentioned that you need the key?” He asked. “I mean, that does sound like a good ‘next step.’”
"Yeah," She scratched at the back of her neck, "Someone in the office has the key. See, it changes week to week so no outsides can just break in and steal it. And I don't know who has it…"
“Do you know how we can find out who has it, then?” Florin questioned, looking ahead.
“I mean… we could see if the keg has been placed back in the safe? But other then that I’m not sure.”
“Sure, we could go look. That’s another start.” Florin responded, beginning to get up again. And then there it was; the pain from before. He didn’t wince or anything, just a slight pause in his movement. It wasn’t even that bad compared to the past few times. Maybe it was just fading.
Florin was sure everything was all healed up there by now. But maybe it had something to do with the dimensional stuff? Should he..mention it? That would require some explaining, though. And Florin wasn’t sure if he wanted to commit to explaining that stuff just get. He glances at Ellie as he stands.
Ellie tracked the movement, through she didn’t mention nor comment. She figured it was just because they’d been sitting down for a while and his back was sore, nothing serious. Whatever it was, she was sure that Florin would tell her if it was important.
She stood shortly after grabbing the files that had some sort of relevance before placing the boxes back in their place, “All right, let’s get going.” She said, starting off down the hall.
He took once last look at the boxes before proceeding with her. “Alright,” he says, following her.
She made she he was following before she sped up slightly. Hopefully they would be able to find the key, if not they were in real trouble.
Florin kept his own pace, only speeding up when needed. “Ellie..uh, there is also something I do need to say. I’m just not quite sure it’s relevant right now, so it can wait. I understand.” His tone sounded almost unsure.
Ellie looked over at Florin and raised a brow, “Tell me. There’s no point keeping secrets in a situation like this.”
“Yeah, so uh.. a little less than a year ago,” he started, clasping his hands together has he walked, “I had..a little incident. During the war. To be fair, the incident could’ve been worse, though it was only that way because someone I knew said some things and so the Sedorians changed their attention to that person instead.”
“Oh yeah. It was on uh..Sedori. The Sedorian Front, if I’m being specific. One of the lowest life expectancy rates out of all of the locations of the war. I’ve been there twice. This was the second time.”
“So back to the thing, a summary is that I got cut. A big cut. Right here,” he gestured to the spot by his ribs where he seemed to be hurting. “It should be, you know, healed by now. But I think the whole traveling through time and space stuff did something to it, and now it’s hurting. Again. I just thought you should know, so…” He drifted off.
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