I also enjoy writing. So here are some stories im working on. none of them are finished but all of them have great potential.

Day ?

I woke up.

The last thing I remember was being attacked, but by what?

I looked around. I was lying on what appeared to be a bed only this one wrapped around the entire room and the room was round! What was this place?

"Father, father?" No answer.

Around the room there were various objects, some recognizable others completely alien. I realized this must be an alien hospital.

What they have done to me didn't seem to bother me, I didn't see any malicious devices, and I was in good health. Besides I needed to find my father.

I walked down an embankment on the other side of the room, and found a hatch-like round door. I began to twist the latch, but it was stuck.

There was a buzzing noise and a red light flashed above my head.

I was locked in.

I felt the cold hand of finality grip my heart: I am a prisoner.

Then I heard a faint crackle and a voice emanated from a flat disk of rubber attached to the wall. "don't worry son I'll be there soon." It was father.

"Father, father?"

Click, he was gone.

My heart was pounding. I realized what was happening. This strange world we have reached not only supported life but advanced life, from the look of the lights, speakers and other technologies around me.

I was looking more closely at the medical equipment when I heard the door quickly slammed shut. It was my father and, I have seen creatures from other world but never like this standing. Beside my dad was a humanoid about 8 feet tall with a large skull/head and knees that bent backward. It also had a ghostly translucence to it's skin.

"Son," he said with a calming smile ",this is a Minican. He's our translator."

"but"

"wait I have one more thing to show you."He faced the creature."J'hre."

It opened the door and I noticed a blue light shimmering through like at the bottom of a pool. Then I looked closer and my mouth dropped open.

I saw water, but it was.. there was.. I can only describe it as an air pocket in the middle of an ocean of water, only it followed the path as if it was deliberately shaped.

This didn't seem to faze me. Not only was I getting used to father's theatrical surprises but I also knew exactly what was going on.

In 2051 on earth at the height of the 'energy crises' scientist feverishly worked on room temperature superconductors for fission reactors. One group stumbled on a mono poled ceramic magnet. It only had one magnetic pole so it either attracted or repelled metals, but there was one more curious property.

When placed near water with ions in it, it actually repels water.

I laughed, if only the pseudo-science kooks on earth knew about this.

In the early 2020's many people claimed to have the healing powers of a mono poled magnet

So a mono-poled magnet I presume! But what's dissolved in the water. The creature said "Jebi."

"What?"

"jebi" father said.

"Means it magneto.. fish"

"NO, ' it means magnetofish'"

I stared as father informed the creature on sentence structure.

Then it occurred to me, "how long was I out?."

"Out." The creature tilted it's head.

"Asleep"

"O.k.about 20 Anterian.. uh...doos.

"days."

"O.k. That about .."

then I noticed him counting on his fingers, all 8 of them!

Father saw the teaching opportunity. " Son as you can see they have four fingers on each hand, consequently they have a number system based on four. What he's doing is counting one digit on one hand and the next digit on the other.

"But that only gets to 16."

"That's when they move to the 3^rd digit..."he pulled out my journal and began to write down symbols and showed me how their four based system worked. I would have been more amazed with how such a simple change can create such a confusing mess, but the cool water shimmered around me.

Through the water I could see other structures, and the will to explore welled up inside me. Seeing my curiosity father turned to me and simply asked, "what do you want to know?"

"Uh yeah.. but where do I start?.. Oh yeah how long have I been unconscious?" Father handed over the sheet with calculations on it.

"120 earth day." I was shocked.

" why?"

"You were pretty injured, a falling rock had cracked your skull."

"No, why did they", I pointed toward the creature not caring if I hurt its feelings, "attach us?"

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Day ?

I woke up.

The last thing I remember was being attacked, but by what?

I looked around. I was lying on what appeared to be a bed only this one wrapped around the entire room and the room was round! What was this place?

"Father, father?" No answer.

Around the room there were various objects, some recognizable others completely alien. I realized this must be an alien hospital.

What they have done to me didn't seem to bother me, I didn't see any malicious devices, and I was in good health. Besides I needed to find my father.

I walked down an embankment on the other side of the room, and found a hatch-like round door. I began to twist the latch, but it was stuck.

There was a buzzing noise and a red light flashed above my head.

I was locked in.

I felt the cold hand of finality grip my heart: I am a prisoner.

Then I heard a faint crackle and a voice emanated from a flat disk of rubber attached to the wall. "don't worry son I'll be there soon." It was father.

"Father, father?"

Click, he was gone.

My heart was pounding. I realized what was happening. This strange world we have reached not only supported life but advanced life, from the look of the lights, speakers and other technologies around me.

"Son," he said with a calming smile ",this is a Minican. He's our translator."

"but"

"wait I have one more thing to show you."He faced the creature."J'hre."

It opened the door and I noticed a blue light shimmering through like at the bottom of a pool. Then I looked closer and my mouth dropped open.

I saw water, but it was.. there was.. I can only describe it as an air pocket in the middle of an ocean of water, only it followed the path as if it was deliberately shaped.

This didn't seem to faze me. Not only was I getting used to father's theatrical surprises but I also knew exactly what was going on.

When placed near water with ions in it, it actually repels water.

I laughed, if only the pseudo-science kooks on earth knew about this.

In the early 2020's many people claimed to have the healing powers of a mono poled magnet

So a mono-poled magnet I presume! But what's dissolved in the water. The creature said "Jebi."

"What?"

"jebi" father said.

"Means it magneto.. fish"

"NO, ' it means magnetofish'"

I stared as father informed the creature on sentence structure.

Then it occurred to me, "how long was I out?."

"Out." The creature tilted it's head.

"Asleep"

"O.k.about 20 Anterian.. uh...doos.

"days."

"O.k. That about .."

then I noticed him counting on his fingers, all 8 of them!

Father saw the teaching opportunity. " Son as you can see they have four fingers on each hand, consequently they have a number system based on four. What he's doing is counting one digit on one hand and the next digit on the other.

"But that only gets to 16."

"That's when they move to the 3rd digit..."he pulled out my journal and began to write down symbols and showed me how their four based system worked. I would have been more amazed with how such a simple change can create such a confusing mess, but the cool water shimmered around me.

Through the water I could see other structures, and the will to explore welled up inside me. Seeing my curiosity father turned to me and simply asked, "what do you want to know?"

"Uh yeah.. but where do I start?.. Oh yeah how long have I been unconscious?" Father handed over the sheet with calculations on it.

"120 earth day." I was shocked.

" why?"

"You were pretty injured, a falling rock had cracked your skull."

"No, why did they", I pointed toward the creature not caring if I hurt its feelings, "attach us?"

"why did they attack us, and now their nice to us. It doesn't make sense!"

"Sinions," I said, softening my tone as I yawned.

"Well show you tomorrow"

"rest" the minican said.

"That's when they move to the 3^rd digit..."he pulled out my journal and began to write down symbols and showed me how their four based system worked. I would have been more amazed with how such a simple change can create such a confusing mess, but the cool water shimmered around me.