While In War

Chapter II

Madman

Jeremy waited all night for 3:02 to come around. He couldn't wait any longer. At two o' clock, he left his house and took the forty-five minute drive to Anderson Street. It was a calm night, no storms, lightning, or even wind. Just very calm.

When he got to Anderson Street, he noticed that the building numbers started at one. He out of car and ran down the street, counting the buildings as he ran. "ten...eleven...twelve...ah, thirteen," Jeremy panted. The buildings were about a block apart, possibly for better privacy. He checked his watch. One minute past three. Another minute passes, and a light started to shine out from the storage building. A loud, alien voice could be heard coming out of the warehouse at the same time.

"Ah, good, you showed up. I was beginning to wonder if you weren't coming.."

"Sorry," Jeremy apologised, "I didn't know that this warehouse was being used by British people..."

"Oh, right, well, since you won't remember this anyway, I'm not British, I'm Gallifreyan."

"Gallif- what?" Jeremy had never heard of such a place. It might be German, he thought.

"Oh, never mind, what matters is that you're here. Please show your I.D. to the camera."

A little black bulb shot out as he said that. I was well, round, and looked like the kind of security cameras you see in schools and shopping malls.

"I.D. card?" Jeremy asked.

"The little slip of paper that you found on your door?" the voice responded, impatiently.

Jeremy, in a moment of realisation, quickly checked his pockets. He searched frantically, checking his pants and his shirt. He then looked in his jacket, pulled out the strange paper and pressed it up against the camera thing.

A little beeping noise emitted from the camera, and then it turned a deep blue.

"Why did I need that? You knew I was here," Jeremy asked, very confused.

"Well, the paper has a certain time-space coordinate on it, and I couldn't save that into my machine here, and-" the voice seemed to stop itself. "-well, it's all very complicated. Won't you come in?"

The doors to the warehouse opened. Jeremy entered the building, and it was pitch black, except for a little metal pad on the floor. "What's this?" he asked.

"That? Well, that's an interdimensional transport calibrator, it grabs your atoms and puts them into another dimension."

"Oh..." I didn't understand a word he said...

"If you could stand on it please..."

"Wait, hold up," Jeremy stopped the voice. "Why here and now? 3:02 AM? That doesn't make any sense."

"Well," the voice started, "because there are no time fluctuations here. Nothing in the entire Universe is happening right now. It is calm everywhere. Except for us."

Jeremy stepped onto the metal plate, and buzzing and snips and other electronic noises emitted from the ceiling.

He was suddenly enveloped in a blue light.