Time Traveller
Your heart thumping from your encounter with the armoured horseman, you run back to the machine, but to your horror, it is surrounded by peasents dressed in brown and green clothes. You quickly hide in a bush and listen to what they are saying.
"What do ye suppose it is?" One of them says.
"I don't know, but I don't like it," a woman whispers, backing away from it. One of the men prods the machine and frowns.
"Made of some kinda metal,"
"Don't touch it! It could be anything."
This could go on for a long time. You could rush up to the machine and get in, and head back to your own time as quickly as possible, or perhaps wait until these people go away. Whta are you going to do?
"What do ye suppose it is?" One of them says.
"I don't know, but I don't like it," a woman whispers, backing away from it. One of the men prods the machine and frowns.
"Made of some kinda metal,"
"Don't touch it! It could be anything."
This could go on for a long time. You could rush up to the machine and get in, and head back to your own time as quickly as possible, or perhaps wait until these people go away. Whta are you going to do?