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What a day what a day, A day opening with a full continental breakfast followed by a 2 hour plane ride where young Marco Highland was able to jump out and parachute to the ground, for once though he actually hit his target, when he hit the ground the ground itself began lowering itself... of course this was 2 hours ago.
Walking through the white hallways illuminated with light blue neon lights, Marco wore a pure white lab coat with a special insignia... the insignia of his family, Marco is the 1st in line to inherit the 5.23 billion dollar fortune of his family, as well as their multi national shipping, electronics, and of course scientific development companies, as well as their much more shady military development labs... like facility A-12 here in Jordan, near the Israeli border, while above locals are taught to memorize their quran, under ground some of the best new technology in the world is being developed, funnily enough, no Jordanians are here, not scientists smart enough to be here.
"Doctor Hartman, My father would really like to know how project XX-5423 is going... that's the portal isn't it?" the doctor, an American, a small fellow with wrinkles and a balding head and a big gut on him wiped some beads of sweat off his head "w-well yes, it's not exactly a portal like in some video games, where you go from one place to another, what happens is, the machine opens a doorway to another alternate universe, time-space in that other universe between two points that coincides with the location of the "exit portal" is warped, you step through the other universe and Viola! you don't even notice the other place, you just go through and emerge from the other side" Turning to the machine, Marco nodded "Interesting, very interesting..." Marco crossed his arms, examining it, honestly he had no idea what he was really looking at, it could be an oversized dildo vibrator for all he knew, of course when on these little inspection errands for father he needed to act professional and like he knew what he was doing "so... how's it coming along?" Dr Hartman shook his head from side to side "well uhh... we made an orange dissapear and reappear as... NOT an.... orange" Marco turned his head "so it went into the portal and came back out?" "yes, but we need to work more on the exit portal, we know the entrance and other universe travel is not the problem" nodding, Marco put a hand on Dr Hartman's shoulder "good work, now let's take a closer look, hmm?"
They went into the chamber, with the low hum and glow of the machine giving the room a strange ambience "amazing... so th-" Marco got too close, the machine activated on it's own, the door sealed shut right after Dr Hartman got in "Oh god no! no! no!" screamed Hartman, fumbling for his keys to get the door open again to get Marco out, but by the time he found the key the machine let out a blinding flash, and in an instant, Marco was gone, and the machine was in pieces....
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Waking up on a lush, grassy field, Marco raised his head a bit, putting a hand on it "ugh fuck... my head... uhhh..." he turned over, lifting himself up a bit, and emptying the contents of his stomach onto the soft brown earth below him, once his gut was emptied, he looked up, this place... it was a vast and wild plain, and in the distance, a small village of only a few dozen wooden huts and houses, and a few pillars of smoke rising from it, stumbling clumsily to his feet, he began trekking towards the village, desperate to know where he is...