Free Oracle in the Mist by Linda Maree Malcolm Page B

mystery.
    David sensed her anger and reached out and held her hand, just for a second and mouthed the words, “It’s okay; we’ll find out.” Together they would get the answers they needed.
    â€œProfessor Lambert, I wonder if you might be so kind as to explain to us,” David cleared his throat to ask his question, “where we are and … how we came to be here?”
    Bobby felt secretly pleased that David was able to talk the professor’s language. Clearly they had been brought up in similar environments.
    â€œAh yes, the matter of time travel,” the professor said thoughtfully. “Well now, let me see, how best to explain this?” he tapped the side of his head.
    â€œHave you ever heard of spacetime continuums, parallel universes and dimensions, time travel machines or of Oracles for that matter?”
    â€œWell yes, I have actually. But in our reality they are things that have only been written about in books. They’re not actually something that anyone has ever succeeded in inventing, well not to my knowledge, anyway.”
    â€œWell, what if I told you that what you have been reading in books is actually a possibility? What if I told you that people in your time have actually had the ability to do this kind of travel for a very long time? Hard to believe, I know. But how else do you explain all of this?” he asked with his eyes widened and again he gestured with his arm in a 180 degree arc. “What if people in your time could do these things and then kept it secret for fear of the top minds of the world and governments catching on and then disturbing the natural balance of things and so destroying the immense beauty of this paradise of which you have already been witness to.” He now had the children’s full attention. Finally they were getting the information they’d been asking for.
    He went to a massive chalkboard and drew a long white line with chalk. He then proceeded to write the years along the line starting from the beginning of time and reaching all the way into the future jumping between the ages every 1000 or 1,000,000 years or so. He then drew another line above this one and on it wrote unusual words that the children had never heard of — perhaps it was a different language.
    â€œNow, bear with me if you will. Just imagine that there exists the ability to go from here,” he pointed to 1930, which was almost at the end of the first line, “to here,” and he pointed to another spot on the second line right back at the beginning where he had written the word “Gufawemici”.
    â€œRoughly translated this means ‘Garden of Eden,’” he said pointing to the unusual word. The children looked at one another in astonishment. Of course, it made perfect sense … what other place could this be? The professor went on to explain a lot of other things in a very scientific fashion which both of the children had difficulty understanding.
    Besides, they were both immersed in their own thoughts and each of them was wondering how it was that they had been the ones chosen to come to this living and breathing Garden of Eden.
    â€œOh, not just you, my lovelies,” the professor said, cutting into their thoughts making each of them feel as if he had read their minds yet again.
    â€œNo, not just you, but your ancestors too!”
    â€œExcuse me,” David said.
    â€œLet me put it this way. Back in 1930 your time, a bunch of bedraggled, boisterous and bored children found the crystal ball that you have in your backpack, Bobby — a story that can wait for another time — and after reading the fancy print on the ball — Oracle in the Mist — the children found themselves involved in an enormous adventure. They each had an idea in their minds of where they hoped they would end up but because they were not aware that they themselves had the powers to manifest a destination within them and