I don't know when it stopped, but it did. I awoke to a sunset. I was surprised that I had slept so long. I sat up and groaned, looking around. The covering around our shelter was gone. Either wind had moved it, or Chelsea and Max moved it. Chelsea and Max! I quickly stood up and looked around. I didn't see them. I walked out of the shelter. I didn't see anyone immediately there. I did the first thing that popped into my head. I went to the edge of the junkyard to see if the dome was still there. I was about to put my hand up against it when my thoughts were interrupted by a voice.
"Hey! You're up!" I heard Chelsea yell towards me. I looked at her with confusion, rubbing my head.
"Why was I asleep for so long?" I asked. Chelsea walked over holding some junk.
"You don't remember? The covering on us slid out of it's place and flying metal hit you." She said. I rubbed the side of my head and instantly flinched as I felt pain where my hand was. Chelsea walked over to examine it. She walked back over to face me.
"It's fine." She said. I nodded, then turned to what she was holding.
"Why do you have junk? I mean, I know we're surrounded by it, but still, why do you have it?" I asked. She looked at it and motioned me to follow her. I did so. She walked to the center, where the mattress was soaking wet. Max had reappeared, setting different junk in the center. She still hade her air filter mask on. Chelsea put the piece she was holding in the center. She walked over to a piece of paper and picked it up. She walked over and gave it to me.
"We got this, this morning. It's another message." She said to me. I grabbed it and nodded. I started to read it.
'Ok, not as we expected it to go, but I am very happy with the results. You're next challenge will come tonight. We recommend you make a fire. It may get a bit chilly.' I finished reading the note.
"Interesting." I said. Chelsea looked at me weirdly.
"What is?" She asked.
"These challenges, they're pretty weird." I said. Chelsea nodded.
"Well, yeah. What do you mean?" She asked.
"Well at first, i thought that we were here to test our survival skills. But this is wierd. They wouldn't be telling us how to survive. What else would they be testing us for?" I asked outloud. Chelsea shook her head.
"I'm sure they'll tell us sooner rather than later." She pointed out. I nodded.
"Hopefully. I don't want us being stuck in here too much longer." Max said. I looked at her. She had pulled out a match. She looked at Chelsea, who nodded in response. She lit the match and threw it onto the pile of junk. It slowly grew into a big fire.
(2 Hours Later)
We tried to stay up. But that didn't go well. Chelsea was fast asleep almost immediately. Me and Max were the only two still awake. We both were sitting down on the ground and looking at the fire. Nothing seemed to have changed yet. We sat next to each other. The awkward silence filled the air as fast as smoke, which was being filtered by the dome so we wouldn't asphyxiate. Max broke the silence after what seemed like forever.
"What's it like?" She asked.
"What?" I asked without turning my head.
"Out there." She said with wonder. I looked at her. She was staring at the stars. I looked up to.
"It's amazing. So many things to see, so many things to do. I'll never see it all." I said to Max.
"You said I could come with you?" She asked. I snickered.
"Yes, I promise." I said to her. She smiled, and yawned.
"You should sleep." I said to her. She looked at me.
"Why? It's fun staying up. I want to hear stories about what's happened out there." She said. I smiled.
"Tell you what, I'll tell you a story. You try to sleep." I said to her. She nodded. She laid down with her head next to me.
"Ok, what's your story?" She asked. I started to tell her as she got comfortable on the ground.
"Once upon a time, there was a man. He lived on a planet far far away. He grew up in a poor part of his planet. He was forced to do things he never wanted to, just because that was how they ran their society. After years and years of living in this society, at the point when he had his own granddaughter, he decided enough was enough. He took his granddaughter with him that day. They both ran down to a junkyard full of battered, broken, cylinders. But these were so much more than how they appeared. On the inside of these, was the most amazing interior that didn't seem to care about how small the cylinders were. On the inside, they were massive! Due to some persuasion of a time lady inside of the workshop at the time, they got inside of a cylinder labeled as a Type 40 TT Capsule. The grandaughter never liked the name, much to complicated. She made up a name with the initials, Time and Relative Dimension in Space, TARDIS. They both flew away in the magic TARDIS. It could go anywhere in time and space. It also had the ability to change shape into however it saw fit from the environment. Eventually, they landed in 1963 London. The TARDIS got stuck in the form of a blue police box from that time and age. Then the man kidnapped two school teachers from London.. They never meant to be there in the first place. Eventually, the man left his granddaughter behind so she could find love. But the man never stopped. He kept travelling and travelling and running and running. He travelled with so many people. He traveled so much that he would almost seem like a different man at points, but it was always him, no matter how he looked. He would always be in his TARDIS, fighting the good fight against evil in the universe. He never stopped, ever. Not even when he was trapped in a high school with the craziest teenage girl that he had ever met." I concluded and looked at Max. She had fallen fast asleep. I wondered when she had fallen asleep during the story.
I looked up and made a thought to no one
'Whoever you are, you will not harm them. I don't care who you are. If you do anything to harm them, then I will find you. You best make any harm you do pointed in my direction, it'll only fuel any rage given from hurting them. So for your own sake, do not hurt them." I glared at the place where the opening usually was. Then I sat back. I looked back at the stars. My own story had made me remember all of the adventures I'd gone through. I sighed. I really missed it, space. I wanted to go there so bad. I would do anything to get there. That sparked a thought. What if that's what this was, a test. So I could get back to my TARDIS and fly away. Maybe whoever did this was the same person that made the TARDIS into Chelsea. The same person that put me here. This was the final test, hopefully. I laid down and stared at the stars. This hopefully would be my ticket back up there, but would any cost come from it? I would find out soon enough.
Happy Summer Vacation to you guys! I hope this summer is fun for those of you still in school, or not now I guess. Anyway, this concludes part 1 of the Under the Dome story. Part 2 will be out soon enough! Hope you guys enjoy!