Post by mrkite23 on Apr 19, 2008 2:32:47 GMT 12
Inside a small space station hub on Mars an old man sat at a table and he was looking through the window and watching the sun set on the Martian landscape .
the year is 2099
"Al, play Pink Floyd, Echoes on loop "
The sound of a piano key fed into the room
And on the table was very old laptop that had a blank canvas and a flashing cursor at the top of the page waited patiently for the old man to start typing
The old man moved his chair closer to the table adjusted his glasses and leaned into the lap top .
He started to type...
These are the strange tales of an old man who came into the life of an English man one dark night and he has been stuck with him ever since , as most stories go they have beginnings and an end, this one as we will find out is a trip on the light fantastic and beyond .
This is a beginning of sorts .
In the North West Of England there is a small town called Hyde
A small population and like most places it has it`s ups and downs but it never really stood out as a place where any drama happened except once it was visited by the Queen who came all the way from London to plant a tree .
Sat in the corner of his local pub Kite had just finished reading his book The Time Machine and he put it into his deep pocket of his Denim jacket finished off his beer and said his goodbyes to the usual locals and went threw the door
It was raining
Walking home from the pub The Cheshire Ring , Kite was wrapped up against the wind and rain and he was debating on to get a taxi home and reached into his
pocket and realized he had left mobile at home so he headed for the phone box and through the glass inside he could see an old homeless person with a long beard and with several coats on and he was asleep .
He opened the door .
“Excuse me sir “ he said .
No sign of him waking up so he give him a little kick as now the rain was soaking through his denim jacket and he was thinking it would be a good idea in future to check the weather before he`d go out now and again .
“What is your game boy ? “ he said .
He called me boy Kite muttered under his breadth
“Table Tennis “ Kite replied
“Oh we have a comedian “ he said .
“Don’t I know you ?”
“I have been around for a long time on this planet so much I
don’t even know who I know and who I don’t know” .
Strange reply Kite thought but he could not get his head round to where he had seen him before he looked so familiar
And it was as if Kite knew him , but how many homeless people did he know ?
It must be the drink Kite guessed and he could see the old man was blue with the cold and looked like that it was a long time since he had a decent meal inside him .
“If you let me use the phone old man , how would you like to get a hot drink and something to eat ?” .
“That would be very nice of you boy “
The old man slowly got up and brushed himself down
" Where am I ? " asked the old man
"Your in Hyde "
They got to Kites home and Kite turned on the fire and put the kettle on and the old man sat in front of the fire and took off a coat , which looked like he had at least another two coats left on .
“Nice cup of tea ? I didn’t get your name “
“Albert ... Albert Van Helsing he said .
“Van Helsing ! that’s a unusual name and it’s the name of the doctor in the Dracula books “
“Yes the same the very same , that was one of my reincarnations “ he replied .
“Reincarnations !, your not one of those Buddhists who go around super markets and outside train stations giving out leaflets “
“No boy I`m a...."
The old man had a strange sensation flooding through his whole body and he seemed to be in flux between one world in another place and then back to the chair he sat with a warm cup of tea in the palms of his hands .
"...Astral Traveler I have had many reincarnations.
I remember Camelot ... I was a knight of the round table ..But it all started in my birth place Ancient Egypt when I was a eunuch for Tutankhamen. “
It had been such a long time Albert had a conversation with another person , he just could`nt help but talk about all the lives he had and then he felt a rustle in his pocket and he slowly but his hand in and he felt ..A Mouse .
“Well there you go and now your sleeping in a phone box , I think you’re a bit out of sorts with no food inside you , I think it be best if you stay here for the night and then you can be on your way in the morning , OK ?”
“Thank you boy , your very kind and I am not losing my marbles ,its true and if your not convinced , I will prove it to you with your history books I`m a famous scientist and you`ll find me in there somewhere “
“Over the rainbow no doubt , you can sleep on the couch .I`m off to bed now old man, goodnight “.
“Goodnight boy”. said the Astral Traveler .
Kite got out of bed the next morning with a banging head and was thinking how thankful it was a Sunday morning and then it hit Kite that he had come home with a homeless person last night and after the terrible thought sunk in.
He got dressed.
He quietly came downstairs and looked in the front room where an old man was asleep on the couch , and he could swear he saw something run up inside his coat sleeve .
“Morning Albert “ He said giving him a little push .
“Morning ..what is your name boy ?”
“Kite “
“Kite ! that’s an unusual name boy “
“Well..”
Albert cut him off as he could see cupboards and that meant something inside that his stomach was unfamiliar with lately and that was food
“What is for breakfast boy I am starving “ he said getting up and going to the kitchen table .
“I have Cornflakes or you can have toast and then you can be on your way “ Kite said hopefully.
As they sat at the table Kite remembered that strange feeling he had when he saw the old guy in the phone box and thought he would try and find out exactly where he had seen him before.
“So Albert how did you end up on the street and sleeping in a phone box ?”
“I know I had a reason for heading North by following the ley lines , but I ended up on the run from the F.B.I. boy I am a important commodity
I know things that should not be known to the people of world “ he said .
“oh, yeah like what ?” asked Kite
“Aliens boy ! they are here and the governments need to know why and who they are and that’s why I have to be out of the system so I cant be found So I chose to live on the streets and follow ley lines ?! “ he said .
“Well that was an answer I did not expect."
I will get your coat for you “ Kite said and as he picked up his coat an old newspaper fell out and on to the floor , Kite picked it up .
The headline said
Titanic sinks !
Kite looked at the date and it said 1912. and underneath that was a headline.
Waiter claims he is the real Van Helsing
And low and behold there was a picture of the same man now sat at his table .
“Can you explain this to me ?“ Kite said pointing to the said picture with his mouth wide open
“Its not my fault it sank “ he said .
“Not the ship , the picture of you in this paper that seems a legitimate copy of a newspaper that is over ninety two years old and you don’t look a day older!”
“Like I said boy I am a Astral Traveler I have had many lives and am on the run from the powers that hide things that would make all religions and your daily life seem worthless “. he said .
“I see , I think you could stay another day .
I have a friend who may be able to help us out here ,I think you have concussion or your just plain crazy , I think he`s in work tomorrow “
“Where does he work in a Hospital ?” said the old man.
“Out there” Kite said pointing through the window .
The old man got up and looked out of the back window
“A graveyard ?!”
“Yeah , he is a grave digger , his mother was a Gypsy and he grew up learning the art of fortune telling and a dab hand of Hypnotism and his name is Harry “.
"I don`t need any pegs " said Albert
the year is 2099
"Al, play Pink Floyd, Echoes on loop "
The sound of a piano key fed into the room
And on the table was very old laptop that had a blank canvas and a flashing cursor at the top of the page waited patiently for the old man to start typing
The old man moved his chair closer to the table adjusted his glasses and leaned into the lap top .
He started to type...
These are the strange tales of an old man who came into the life of an English man one dark night and he has been stuck with him ever since , as most stories go they have beginnings and an end, this one as we will find out is a trip on the light fantastic and beyond .
This is a beginning of sorts .
In the North West Of England there is a small town called Hyde
A small population and like most places it has it`s ups and downs but it never really stood out as a place where any drama happened except once it was visited by the Queen who came all the way from London to plant a tree .
Sat in the corner of his local pub Kite had just finished reading his book The Time Machine and he put it into his deep pocket of his Denim jacket finished off his beer and said his goodbyes to the usual locals and went threw the door
It was raining
Walking home from the pub The Cheshire Ring , Kite was wrapped up against the wind and rain and he was debating on to get a taxi home and reached into his
pocket and realized he had left mobile at home so he headed for the phone box and through the glass inside he could see an old homeless person with a long beard and with several coats on and he was asleep .
He opened the door .
“Excuse me sir “ he said .
No sign of him waking up so he give him a little kick as now the rain was soaking through his denim jacket and he was thinking it would be a good idea in future to check the weather before he`d go out now and again .
“What is your game boy ? “ he said .
He called me boy Kite muttered under his breadth
“Table Tennis “ Kite replied
“Oh we have a comedian “ he said .
“Don’t I know you ?”
“I have been around for a long time on this planet so much I
don’t even know who I know and who I don’t know” .
Strange reply Kite thought but he could not get his head round to where he had seen him before he looked so familiar
And it was as if Kite knew him , but how many homeless people did he know ?
It must be the drink Kite guessed and he could see the old man was blue with the cold and looked like that it was a long time since he had a decent meal inside him .
“If you let me use the phone old man , how would you like to get a hot drink and something to eat ?” .
“That would be very nice of you boy “
The old man slowly got up and brushed himself down
" Where am I ? " asked the old man
"Your in Hyde "
They got to Kites home and Kite turned on the fire and put the kettle on and the old man sat in front of the fire and took off a coat , which looked like he had at least another two coats left on .
“Nice cup of tea ? I didn’t get your name “
“Albert ... Albert Van Helsing he said .
“Van Helsing ! that’s a unusual name and it’s the name of the doctor in the Dracula books “
“Yes the same the very same , that was one of my reincarnations “ he replied .
“Reincarnations !, your not one of those Buddhists who go around super markets and outside train stations giving out leaflets “
“No boy I`m a...."
The old man had a strange sensation flooding through his whole body and he seemed to be in flux between one world in another place and then back to the chair he sat with a warm cup of tea in the palms of his hands .
"...Astral Traveler I have had many reincarnations.
I remember Camelot ... I was a knight of the round table ..But it all started in my birth place Ancient Egypt when I was a eunuch for Tutankhamen. “
It had been such a long time Albert had a conversation with another person , he just could`nt help but talk about all the lives he had and then he felt a rustle in his pocket and he slowly but his hand in and he felt ..A Mouse .
“Well there you go and now your sleeping in a phone box , I think you’re a bit out of sorts with no food inside you , I think it be best if you stay here for the night and then you can be on your way in the morning , OK ?”
“Thank you boy , your very kind and I am not losing my marbles ,its true and if your not convinced , I will prove it to you with your history books I`m a famous scientist and you`ll find me in there somewhere “
“Over the rainbow no doubt , you can sleep on the couch .I`m off to bed now old man, goodnight “.
“Goodnight boy”. said the Astral Traveler .
Kite got out of bed the next morning with a banging head and was thinking how thankful it was a Sunday morning and then it hit Kite that he had come home with a homeless person last night and after the terrible thought sunk in.
He got dressed.
He quietly came downstairs and looked in the front room where an old man was asleep on the couch , and he could swear he saw something run up inside his coat sleeve .
“Morning Albert “ He said giving him a little push .
“Morning ..what is your name boy ?”
“Kite “
“Kite ! that’s an unusual name boy “
“Well..”
Albert cut him off as he could see cupboards and that meant something inside that his stomach was unfamiliar with lately and that was food
“What is for breakfast boy I am starving “ he said getting up and going to the kitchen table .
“I have Cornflakes or you can have toast and then you can be on your way “ Kite said hopefully.
As they sat at the table Kite remembered that strange feeling he had when he saw the old guy in the phone box and thought he would try and find out exactly where he had seen him before.
“So Albert how did you end up on the street and sleeping in a phone box ?”
“I know I had a reason for heading North by following the ley lines , but I ended up on the run from the F.B.I. boy I am a important commodity
I know things that should not be known to the people of world “ he said .
“oh, yeah like what ?” asked Kite
“Aliens boy ! they are here and the governments need to know why and who they are and that’s why I have to be out of the system so I cant be found So I chose to live on the streets and follow ley lines ?! “ he said .
“Well that was an answer I did not expect."
I will get your coat for you “ Kite said and as he picked up his coat an old newspaper fell out and on to the floor , Kite picked it up .
The headline said
Titanic sinks !
Kite looked at the date and it said 1912. and underneath that was a headline.
Waiter claims he is the real Van Helsing
And low and behold there was a picture of the same man now sat at his table .
“Can you explain this to me ?“ Kite said pointing to the said picture with his mouth wide open
“Its not my fault it sank “ he said .
“Not the ship , the picture of you in this paper that seems a legitimate copy of a newspaper that is over ninety two years old and you don’t look a day older!”
“Like I said boy I am a Astral Traveler I have had many lives and am on the run from the powers that hide things that would make all religions and your daily life seem worthless “. he said .
“I see , I think you could stay another day .
I have a friend who may be able to help us out here ,I think you have concussion or your just plain crazy , I think he`s in work tomorrow “
“Where does he work in a Hospital ?” said the old man.
“Out there” Kite said pointing through the window .
The old man got up and looked out of the back window
“A graveyard ?!”
“Yeah , he is a grave digger , his mother was a Gypsy and he grew up learning the art of fortune telling and a dab hand of Hypnotism and his name is Harry “.
"I don`t need any pegs " said Albert