In a timewarp...
“BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEPPPP!!!! TIME-SPACE WARP APPROACHING! ESTIMATED DATE: 1873!” “Ugh!” groaned Snare. “We are NOT supposed to be even NEAR the 17th century!! Why can’t quantum travel be easier?” “We were more aiming for about 721 B.C., right Snare?” Kace asked. “That is the time, right?” “Don’t ask me, you’re the history expert, Kace! I’m just an old quantum physics professor.” “I’m only twelve.” said Kace. “Wait a sec, the computer is saying something.” “WARNING: ENGINE PARTICLES FAILING. GRAVITATIONAL PULL OF WARP PULLING SHIP.” All of the sudden red lights began flashing and the ship started to shudder. “Can’t you do something?” Yelled Kace over the commotion. “Can’t you see I’m trying?” returned Snare as he frantically tapped on the holographic computer screens.
721 B.C.
In Israel, 721 B.C., David walked down Basha Street. In fact, you could hardly call it a street. A thin path made of dirt, dust, and some stones, you can imagine that it made David’s feet rather uncomfortable. “Twang!” An arrow stuck into the wall right beside him. This wasn’t unusual; the Assyrian army was getting closer and many independent Assyrians had already entered Israel and had started fighting in secret. It was becoming unsafe on the streets of Jerusalem. His sisters and mother had already taken to staying inside of their little stone house. David glanced in the direction of the arrow. Sure enough, there was no one there. David ran as fast as he could toward his house without slipping. Then he paused for a second and looked into the alley beside him. He remembered how he and his dad would often take the alley as a shortcut back home. He turned and bolted into the alley.
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