2. Arrival
When my senses had returned, I found myself on a beautiful island with red earth and lush vegetation. A fresh, clear lake was nearby, and beyond the lake was a door.
I turned around and noticed a piece of paper, which turned out to be
a note. I copied the note into my own journal:
| Elsie
I have left you a message of utmost importance. Enter the number of White Cartons on the island into our forechamber imager to view this message. yours,
|
Okay, I said to myself. To my left was a barn. A White Carton was at the door. Further to my left was a haystack with a pitchfork stick out of it and, most notably, a White Carton siting on the front. To my left a little more was a huge block of salt. A White Carton was on top of the block. Even further on to my left was a well, with another White Carton sitting precariously on the edge.
I couldn't see any more White Cartons, so I went back to the door beyond the lake and found that there was indeed an imager inside...