CHAPTER 1 PAGE 6

"It's okay, I mean, it's your habit anyway."

"Sir!"

Harry: "Officer Kim, can I ask something? I know it can sound a little weird."

"Yes?"

"What year is it?"

"Huh? Year? Am I hearing it right?"

"Yes, Officer what year is it?"

Kim: "Doctor?"

Doctor: "If you ask me, he's suffering from temporary amnesia because of the medicines."

Harry: "Please, Officer tell me."

Kim: "Doctor does he need anything, any medicine?"

"No officer I don't think so, but as far as I'm concerned, you should give him some rest before, he recovers."

"Oh! Ok Doctor."

Harry: "Officer Kim! Please TELL ME"

Kim: "Ok, calm down, don't get angry, Sir. I'll tell you. It's 1888."

1888?! you are kidding, right? I mean, I thought way back in past but 110 years that is crazy. There is no way, I can do the things that I came here for. Wait, if that's the case, what did I do all those things for? what's the use of coming all the way here? I can't take this anymore. One thing is clear that I'm trapped here. I don't have the time machine. I don't even know, how I went back in time using some kind of a glass made container.

Kim: "Umm…Mr. Are you ok? Your face is pale yellow and you're not breathing right. Can you please tell me, what's going on?"

"Ah no, I'm a bit tired, I need a little rest."