Authors Note: This was for a school project, but I feel it could lead to a nice story, sorry if this doesn't fit in this category, but I really wanted to post this on Fanfiction net, but this isn't really a fanfiction, so I hope this is okay...
I walked through the doors and into the museum. The room which I assumed was the reception area, I think? Perhaps, but it was where we got our admission, and paid for a tour of the museum. The room had signs indicating what to expect within the museum, as well as portraits along the side of the walls that showcased people in an old type of paint style, and it looked rather faded too.
One of the people in the portraits had a kind of smooth/greasy like type of blackish hair, and a crazed look in their eyes, they wore a black apparel that looked like a robe, presumably from a church or place of religion.
There was a caption underneath the figure that said "Rasputin".
All of the other 5 portraits had the same caption, but with different names, and different figures, one of dark-skinned tone and a large, circular hat like those at a hair salon. One figure had a smooth, shiny look to their hair and a slightly curved mustache and a suit of green. There was even one with light brownish hair, a black trifold hat, and a black cloth, and so on and so on.
We walked up to the lady behind the desk and asked for where the tour was to start. She cheerily gestured towards a group of people with a man in a red shirt, and black dress pants that had an earpiece and had dark black hair.
I walked on towards the group just as the tour was about to begin.
"Welcome to the Museum of World History of the Great Hike," said the tour guide.
"Please follow me, as we will first be visiting the Communism Sector, and we may even be able to find Joseph Stalin, Leon Trotsky, or maybe even Fidel Castro along the way through this very sector," continued the tour guide.
He gestured for all of us to follow with a flick of his hand, turned around, and went on his way through the doors to our left, leading into hall labelled, "Hallway of Communist Ideology".
As we entered the hallway and began heading down it towards another entrance, he said to us over his shoulder, "Now, as you can see, through this hallway of Communist Ideology, you can observe all the articles made by communist members, communist related, as well as a very detailed description of the ideology itself to our left over there." He pointed to a section of the wall, which had many words along the wall, as well as a stand with a device lit up on it.
"In this hallway, or exhibit you could call it in a sense, is that there are some famous works which are the Communist Manifesto, a work that basically states that society with capitalism will fall, giving way to socialism. Another works you could find here is that of nations, countries, and how they used Communism in their favor, or you could look at the article of the revolutions that were with or against Communism, perhaps even that of those who use communism to try to maintain control," the guide finished explaining to us.
"You could even go visit the graph on the wall to our right that showcases how some of the most popular communist dictators ruled over society," the guide told us, while motioning towards the wall to our right.
It had five categories stemming from one category of totalitarianism, and the five categories were labelled as Family, Religion, Education, Economy, and Media, as well as sub categories for it and lengthy descriptions in fine print that were too far away to make out.
"However, we will not be stopping here for a few minutes, since this is only a hallway to the main sector of Communism, but you can stop here yourself and we will move on, or you can come back here once the tour is over," the guide mentioned.
"Now, please follow me through this entrance into the main sector of Communism, where we will see a few artifacts and historical items from Communist nations of that past up to the modern day," the guide explained to us as we entered a large square room.
The room had a ceiling that was fairly high, I would assume like that of a Ferris Wheel, but a bit shorter. There was half capsule of glass that was like what you saw at Shields in Fargo, but with a curve instead of a point. The place was very clean, and signs and aerial vehicles of either a real-life replica, or the real thing from former or modern-day communist countries of the world. The sun shined brightly as it was almost noon, but not quite, and the temperature of the museum was still rather cool compared to the heat outside, even for such a large place.
On the walls as well as inner exhibits of the giant room were paints and portraits of what I assumed to be Communist leaders, dictators, and party members. With captions such as Mao Zedong, Joseph Stalin, Vladimir Lenin, Kim Sung II, and so on. There were exhibits showing former machines and full models of historical people that were Communist as well as full on miniature battles that were labelled.
"Now, to our right is the Portrait Exhibit, which you may go see on your since we will not be visiting that today, however, for those who are still with us, please follow me as we will start with the Red Guard Exhibit," the guide instructed us as he began moving to an exhibit to our right.
We walked a few feet to a model of people that looked Chinese with a leader that had a broad forehead and black hair, there were young people behind him, appearing to be rioting or something.
"Here, we have Mao Zedong with his Red Guard which consisted mostly of students from universities which would later lead to the Cultural Revolution of China, as well as a portrait of him to our right," the guide mentioned as he was gesturing to our right.
"He would later on become the sole dictator of China and influence the Cold War between the United States and USSR greatly. As well as how China still exists to date and is still a communist country. Now, we will head onto our next exhibit on pieces of propaganda communist countries have used throughout the years," the guide explained to us.
"Here are also some articles he has written, quotes he has said, and recorded history of him in bits in this case here," the guide said to us, while showing us the glass case holding papers that looked fairly well considering its old age, and they were in Chinese hand writing, with very few in other languages.
"All of these were written by him, except for those that were recorded about him, those are on the far right and were written by historians in China," the guide finished, and then began heading off to another exhibit that had glass cases filled with papers that didn't look to be in that bad of condition, which was odd, since some of the parchment would have probably been around for hundreds of years.
A few feet away from us, from behind an exhibit, a man with a bald head, Russian face, dark black hair on the sides and back of his head, a mustache, a kind of goatee with a slim beard, and a black suit with a white shirt underneath it and a tie, and round glasses, began walking towards us.
The guide looked at the man and then turned back to us and said, "Well, looks like we will be meeting with Leon Trotsky for a few minutes," the guide told us.
The man walked up to us, and the guide gestured for him to begin.
"I, Leon Trotsky, the creator of the Red Army for mother Russia have come by today to visit you all in this wonderful museum of history, may communism live forever my fellow people," Trotsky finished and then went on his way and disappeared around a corner.
The guide then moved onto another exhibit and stopped in front of the glass case and indicated to a piece of paper that looked very pencil drawn, had a man in a black coat with a black hat, with one arm up and a red armband around his left.
"This here is propaganda for the Chinese people from their leader, in this exhibit of the Propaganda Exhibit, as well as other propaganda from all sorts of Communist countries from across the world and throughout history," the guide mentioned, and then began to motion towards all the other propaganda within the glass cases.
"We have propaganda from China, Russia, all the way to Cuba during the Cuban Missile Crisis showcased right here, some dating as far back as the 1930's," the guide finished.
The other people in the group peered through the glass cases, inspecting the Communist Propaganda, it was interesting, but not to the point I would inspect it.
The guide turned around and looked at someone who was coming towards us, they had green trousers, black boots, red outlines on the clothes, black hair, and a mustache of brown color. There boots were making quite the noise against the shiny, tiled stone floor.
The guide turned back towards us and said, "Ah, as matter of fact, we have one of our presentees today showcasing Joseph Stalin."
The people in the group turned to look at the man, as well as his odd apparel.
What is this, this some kind of weird person from history? They look like an insane person.
"Stalin, why don't you tell us about yourself and your ruling of your country," the guide asked of him.
"Indeed, I will comrade, I will first discuss of my background, before moving onto my wonderfulz nations of Russia, the Motherland," he said.
Blah blah blah, I already know this, you are a communist follower of Lenin and what not and started the Cold War or something, something along those lines, but that's that, so go on with it.
After a few minutes of talking...
(Look, I don't want to do background research of Stalin, ok?)
Oh, so you died in 1953. Good to know, now can we get on with the tour to more interesting things. I suppose though that since you were the leader of the USSR, you get to be in the communist sector, but who would be in the Russian Revolution sector?
Once the man finished, he went on his way and out of sight, the tour guide motioned for us to follow him to the next exhibit, and would Ya look at that, it was the famous Hammer and Sickle emblem of the USSR, this is going to be more interesting than that Stalin guy at least.
"This here is the Russian Hammer and Sickle emblem for the USSR, we won't go into much detail, as this is here mainly for detail, but still falls under the Communist sector, however, in the Russian Revolution sector, you can go into more detail about its history of your own accord," the guide explained.
"Now, let us go see the final exhibit of the Communist sector, the Sputnik," the guide said, emphasizing on the last word Sputnik. We followed him to a display in a raised platform with a grey metal ball that had four legs coming off of it on one end. It had a USSR symbol on it.
"This here is probably the true peak of Communism in any country. The USSR, a communist country, achieved something so great, launching the first spacecraft into space!" the guide exclaimed loudly, to get people to be enthusiastic it seemed. Some of the people around me were murmuring and wowing at the object.
"Oh, and don't forget, they also put the first person in space as well," the guide pointed out as well, motioning at a figure to the left of us in an orange cosmonaut suit with a with a white helmet and visor. As well as then indicating to a miniature set of a launch location with the tower, a rocket launching, and a control station, as well as the effects like smoke and fire.
"Now that that is done, we can move onto another sector, if any of you wish, you may go to the movie rooms featuring the USSR, their battles, their people, country, economy, government, and all of the sorts, you may leave the tour now to visit them, or stay with us for now as we continue onwards," the guide said, pointing towards two entrances that lead into a dark room, there were employees in it that seemed to be waiting on the outside of the doors. Three people broke off of the group and went into the movie rooms, presumably to see the videos of the USSR.
Boring, boring boring, I would much rather see the French Revolution than that, much more action in that.
"Now, let us continue to the Wing of Industrialization, where we will see many of the fascinating machines and technologies of the Industrial Revolution from 1760 to 1830," the guide explained to us before briskly walking off to our left and into an angled hall that had a sign on top featuring the words Industrial Revolution. To the farther left of me, there was an opening of space, that had chairs, tables, and a place to get food, that was also promptly labelled Cafeteria. And to an even farther left of me, practically behind me, there was another hall that led to the Wing of Exploration, Expansion, and Encounters. Suddenly, a man that looked like Mao Zedong from before walked across the sector, and into the Exploration, Expansion, and Encounters wing, weird.
Oh shucks, I'm falling behind!
I quickly caught up with the group as we entered the wing, there were large machines of metallic nature, some with long smokestacks and circular boilers, I think? There were many gears turning on some of the machines, but were surrounded by fences, most likely to avoid any accidents.
We stopped at a machine labeled Eli Whitney's Cotton Gin, it had what looked like a wooden wheel, like a steering wheel and a long cylinder with multiple components like what you see that connects a piano key, like that. As well as a man standing next to it that black cloth, a white apparel underneath, a balding head and brown hair, he also had a crooked nose.
"I will be letting Eli Whitney take over and he will explain this amazing machine to you," the guide told us, before promptly stepping aside for the man.
"This machine here revolutionized the cotton industry in the Americas especially, and everywhere else where cotton was produced, but mostly in the America's," the man informed us.
"Here is some cotton to get a feel of what kind of cotton they were producing just so you can know," he told us, while showing a pile of cotton near the Cotton Gin.
"In return, it resulted in plantation to need more slaves to operate it, and so more slaves where transported to the places as needed for the machines and what not, this in turn increased the chances of rebellion and revolutions among the slaves, as would come later," the man told us.
"You may look at this map here to see all the slave trade routes, people who traded, and how many slaves were transported on this map," the man told us, while showing us a map to the left of the Steam Engine on a small, miniature wall.
"Now, back to your guide," the man finalized.
"The Cotton Gin, which was created by Eli Whitney, which was very influential, now, let us move onto the other showcases of two machines that are also quite interesting, although, you can leave the tour and go explore on your own if you like, that is..." the guide said, fading out in the end.
Pretty weird, not gonna lie, this guy turning creepy.
A person left the group, and started walking around and inspecting the machines, especially those that were operating. The guide began heading towards another machine, and we followed them. He stopped to the machine and turned around to face us.
"Here we have the Steam Engine, created by George Stephson, and with this, production and energy of cities across the developed nations were revolutionized by this new machine," explained the guide.
As the guide finished showing us the Steam Engine, a man with grey, almost white, somewhat curvy hair, a large nose, and kind of sunken eyes began coming towards us. They also wore a black apparel with a white underneath shirt.
"Hello, I am George Stephson, I couldn't help but notice you were talking about me and my wonderful invention, the steam engine," he said, smiling at us.
"I only came to greet you, not much to say at all, sorry to be a bother," he said once more, and then turned around and left.
"As you can see here, we have small models of where the steam engine was used, such as in coal mines, locomotives, factories, and much more," the guide told us, while showing us models of locomotives that were in black in color, a factory that was made out of red-ish black bricks, and a coal mine entrance with a steam engine seeming to pump out water.
"Now, we shall head to the next wonderous machine of the Industrial Revolution," the guide said while beginning to walk towards another machine that looked like a lamp but looked like it was made from bronze on the bottom and had an open top with glass surrounding it in like a kind of hourglass shape.
He stopped in front of the object and turned to us to explain it.
"This isn't so much of a machine, but nonetheless an invention of great influence. This very invention is a thermolampe, made by the German inventor Friedrich Winzer, a talented inventor," the guide showed to us all.
"If you wish, you can read the backstory of Friedrich Winzer on this digital tablet here," he said, motioning at a tablet screen that was lit up, and showcasing words and a picture of a man the I assumed was the inventor.
"Or, you could read this article of how the thermolampe was used and how it revolutionized the light and energy industry of its time," the guide finished.
"Now, we will move onto the telegraph, created by Samuel Morse," the guide told us, and began leading us towards another person that looked regal, and had ruffled hair and a black suit with a tie and underneath white shirt.
"I will be letting Samuel Morse explain how this invention works for me," the guide said, while gesturing for him to begin.
"Hello, I am Samuel Morse, the co-inventor of Morse Code, which you can see a translation for it to my left, but also the inventor of the telegraph, which Morse Code was used upon," he said.
"If you wish to learn of my other inventions or my history, you may read the tablet to my far right at your own likings," he said, finishing his explanation.
The telegraph he mentioned was a small machine, with a wire attached to it, and a top thingy like that of a stapler, and a wide, wooden base like material base.
"Finally, we will be heading to our last exhibit of this wing, so please follow me now," the guide told us, as he started moving towards the end of the wing.
He stopped at an exhibit of a machine that looked a lot like a sewing machine.
"This here is one of the first ever sewing machines during the Industrial Revolution," the guide told us.
"It revolutionized the textiles industry and created insanely cheap prices for textiles across the nations and those surrounding them," the guide explained to us.
The machine had a wheel like gizmo on one end, and had a wide base on the left side, with a arm stretching to the right, and coming down onto the table.
"Now, before we move on to the Russian Revolution Wing, would anyone like to break off from the group before we continue?" the guide asked us all.
A couple of people murmured yes and some just went on their way to explore the wing, I counted at least seven people broke off from our group, leaving about twenty-four people left in the tour.
"Now, let us be on our way before anything else happens, shall we?" the guide asked us before he abruptly turned around and headed into the other through the small hallway past the cafeteria and into a wing that had a sign hanging from the ceiling that featured the words The Russian Revolution Wing.
We all slowly made our way through the hallway and to where the guide was waiting for us, standing next to him was a man in a blue outfit with white stripes crossing across him diagonally and he wore white trousers with high black boots, he also wore a trifold hat that was blue and had a clean-shaven face.
"There has been a change of plan, since we have come across Napoleon, we will instead be heading to the French Revolution Corner before the Russian Revolution Wing, now to you Napoleon," the guide finished, while motioning for Napoleon to take the lead.
"Bonjour, today I will be showing you some of the greatest of France's artifacts and accomplishments throughout my time," Napoleon stated, and then began walking through a doorway that led outside, into the sunshine.
"I advise you follow him, for he will be taking over this section of the tour," the guide insisted to us.
We began following him into the outside.
I stepped out into the sunshine, and the sun was bright, I squinted my eyes as I waited for them to adjust to the new light levels. I looked around and the grass was neatly cut, with tiles walking paths made up of red-ish brown and grey tiles in a diagonal pattern. "Come come my fellow peoples, come inside with me into the area," Napoleon insisted to us, gesturing for us to enter the building with him that was shaped like a L but with the same length on both ends.
We followed him into the building and there were many things to inspect and look at. There was a large wooden structure that nearly touched the ceiling that was on a raised platform, had a neck hold on the bottom, and a blade at an angle on top. There were also mannequins dressed in French clothes around the guillotine, as well as a tablet on a stand nearby that had words and pictures, most likely the history, backstory, and events that occurred that related to the guillotine.
There were also two other people, a man dressed a wig in rolls with white hair, a royal attire of blue, a crown, and white trousers, with black smalls hoes, as well as white fur outlining his blue royal outfit. The second person was a man in a red-brown coat, had white roll wig, glasses, white leggings, and small black shoes, he also wore a crazed expression.
Napoleon walked up to and briefly stopped and then turned to look at us before speaking.
"This mighty invention of the greatest of France is the guillotine, a fearsome technology indeed, with its mighty blade crashing down on the criminals of France, in one fell swoop, off goes their head!" he said with much enthusiasm.
A couple of people in the crowd wowed at it and got closer to see it better.
Suddenly, the royal looking person spoke, "I, King Louis the XVI, was beheaded by this monstrosity, my very people betrayed me and did not let me speak, I the last king of France, and they killed my family, they stripped me of my status, and they took it all!" he stated quite loudly.
"Ahem, ignore him, now, onto our next great works of France, my fellow, wondrous peoples," Napoleon said to us, before moving onto another exhibit of a glass case, or plastic, looked like glass though. Inside of it was a book, or rather multiple books, in rather good condition too. It read The French Revolution, Volume 3, The Guillotine. The other books were most likely published during the time of the French Revolution as well.
Some other books were that such as A Tale of Two Cities, The Old Regime and the Revolution, Reflections on the Revolution in France and so on.
"This here, as well, is a book produced by Thomas Carlyle during the French Revolution, it is quite popular nowadays due to its first-person engagement rather than just reciting historical events and facts of the time," Napoleon explained to us.
Some of the people in the group studied the books more closely, although, I didn't care too much about them, I just wanted to get onto the next section of the museum since I had already seen what I had wanted to see, the guillotine and Napoleon.
"Now, onto the final part, a portrait of King Louis the XVI," Napoleon said with disgust in his voice, before heading to a large portrait on the other end of the building. We followed him to the portrait, and he explained to us in a solemn voice, "Here is King Louis XVI, the last king of France and was executed by guillotine in the end, with his wife soon following suit, as you have heard before from him earlier near the guillotine," Napoleon briefly explained.
There was a tablet by this as well, most likely the history and description of the events and king himself, and there were other portraits of him, but smaller, and to the side. The main depicted him in a room, in front of a bed I think, in his royal white outlined blue robe, and crown, and was holding a scepter too I think? Something along those lines.
"Bonjour, quite it is fellow ally, as the king is dead, then we shall be at peace," a new person said, the person I had seen earlier in that red-brown robe, round glasses, white leggings, small black shoes, and white roll wig.
"Ah, yes, you are here as well fellow Robespierre, although you went insane during your time of ruling France, you did well in taking down the old regime," Napoleon told him.
"Quite," Robespierre replied.
"Thank you, Napoleon and Robespierre, the tour will now be heading back towards the Russian Revolution Wing," the original tour guide said, wait, why does he have a green shirt now? What is going on around here? The other people don't seem to notice it, how am I the only one noticing it?
"Now, please, follow me once more," the now green shirt guide said. He went out another door since we were on the other side of the building now, and there was a different exit, we followed him back outside, although a cloud was covering the sun and making the area darker than before, and then we entered the main building of the museum.
We entered the Russian Revolution exhibit, which had planes hung up towards the end, opposite of us, as well as a few armored vehicles farther away from me, however, closer to me, were figures, more little tables with miniature battles, cities, and size comparisons of people or vehicles.
The one the guide was by was a man in a brownish-greenish color trousers and a trench coat, as well as a flat top cap with an extended area for shade for the eyes, and brown army boots.
"This here is secret police of the USSR, after and during towards the end of the Russian Revolution, mostly to quiet, silence, watch, and intimidate the populous and political or military opponents," the guide explained to us.
"Here, on this table next to me, are some of the weapons, tools, and items they carried," the guide said to us, while starting to show us the contents of the table.
"Such as this poison needle gun," he said, while showing us a gun with a long barrel.
"Now, let us move onto other aspects of the Russian Revolution," the guide said, while gesturing for us to follow him to the next exhibit," the guide told us while beginning to move onto another exhibit, which showcased a table with miniature buildings, people, and visual effects, as if time stopped for the mini people down there.
We reached the table and we all spread out around it, inspecting it up close, even my myself was trying to get a good look, because hey, it looked like a cool battle.
The guide then began explaining to us what we were looking at, "This here is Bloody Sunday, in 1905, of the Russian Revolution, when a peaceful protest was taking place, and since the leader was not currently present at the palace, the head chief of arms took actions and shot onto the crowd, causing great unrest across the nation."
There were little figures lined up, and in a tannish-yellow uniform, with rifles aiming at a chaotic crowd, and smoke effects as well. There were little blood pools around the bodies on the ground people were trying to get away from the shots. There was a palace with many windows and a flat roof behind the soldiers, and a square in front of them where the crowd was, in chaos and full of death.
"As you can see, there was much death, and, we may have a chance of even meeting Vladimir Lenin, the mastermind behind the revolution, the Bolshevik that started it all," the guide explained.
"Anyways, let us continue onto the next and final exhibit before we move onto the last and final exhibit, the figure of Leon Trotsky, the man, the myth, the legend that created the Red Army!" the guide told us in a rather loud voice at the end.
He briskly turned around and went on his way towards a figure with a somewhat bald head on hair on the sides of his head and was wearing glasses.
"This here is Leon Trotsky, the Russian Marxist that created the Red Army that we all know today," he said, while turning to look at us.
"Now, before we head to the Reformation Corner, would anyone like to break off and explore the museum on their own in the other wings if you like," the guide told us, still in the green shirt.
A few people left the group and went their own ways, but I decided to stay, because like hey, I paid for this, so might as well finish it. We continued our way into another entrance that led into the outside, and as we walked on outside, it had gotten cloudier. The entrance to the other building was the same as the French Revolution Corner, and the sign had the words The Reformation Corner.
"We should be able to meet Martin Luther in this section of the museum, now, please follow me into the building," the guide told us.
He entered the building and we followed him closely, and there was a man that was bald and in a black robe.
The inside of the building consisted of crosses, sculptures, mosaics, colored windows that even made a bigger image in a few of the glass panes.
"Now, I will be letting Martin Luther take over for this section of the museum, please follow him, and if you have any issues or questions, please ask him or me, now to you Martin Luther," the guide finished.
"We will first look at the 99 theses, so please follow me on this wonderful tour of the great reformation," he said, and moved towards a glass case with a piece of paper in it. We got closer and on the paper were ninety-nine sentences.
"This here is the ninety-nine thesis of Martin Luther that stated improvements and problems for the Church." he explained.
A few of the people in the group murmured for a bit before the Martin Luther character spoke again.
"Now, let us go visit the other exhibit," he said, and then began walking towards-
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-"Thank you very much Martin Luther for touring our group about the Reformation of Europe, now I will be taking control once more, and we will now be heading to Exploration, Expansion, and Encounter's wing," the guide explained to us, and gestured for us to follow him into the building once more, and at this point, there were only six of us left in the tour.
Matter of fact, I haven't seen anyone else in the museum other than us, kind of weird.
We entered the building and there was a large ship in the center of the wing, that had red crosses on its sails, and the hull was encrusted with barnacles. There were other sculptures, paintings, items, exhibits and much more were all around the room. The wing had roughly the same design as the others, lots of windows and plain walls that rose very high.
The guide showed us around and brought us to a figure, or model you could say, of someone.
"This here is Akbar, the great ruler of India during his time that brought about a golden age for the nation, he brought about peace and tolerance for the people of different ethnicities, and was able to make the Mughal Empire, which was mostly located in India, a glorious, prosperous, and stable nation, uniting the people. As you can see over here, you can see a replica map of the Mughal empire that they had during that time, how he consolidated the empire and united most of the Indonesian subcontinent," the guide informed us of this person named Akkbar.
"If you like, we also have another tablet for you to read up on the history and life of Akbar, as well as his other accomplishments as leader of the Mughal Empire," the guide finished.
"You can also go see recordings of Akkbar and his ways of being able to mix different cultures and uniting the people, how he loved art and culture alike," the guide also mentioned.
"However, this very man died in 1605, unfortunately, but you can go talk to him over there," the guide finished, pointing at a man in a robe/toga like apparel that was standing a ways away, looking at us, and then the guide began leading us to another exhibit.
He stopped at an exhibit that looked like a Samuri, they had that layered black armor skirt and chest and helmet, as well as the katana, and their dark leggings, as well as a red outlining on their armor.
"This here is Samuri, a fearsome unit within Japan for many centuries, and operated in a system much like a knight, although these people had much harsher traditions in terms of finance and commerce," the guide briefly explained to us.
The guide then pulled out the katana to show it to us, "As you can see, their blades were very agile, sharp, precise, and deadly," he told us, and then returning the katana to its holder.
Suddenly, a Asian looking man came out of nowhere and came to us.
"Ah, Oda Nobunaga has arrived, one of the most famous samurai of all history, he is quite steady with his blade," the guide told us, while showcasing his armor, helmet, sword, and everything else to us on him.
"挨拶エイリアン、あなたは誰であり、なぜあなたはここにいるのですか?" the man asked us.
"Unfortunately, we will have to be moving along now to our next exhibit," he told us and began ushering us towards the next exhibit.
The next exhibit was of figure of a man, in odd armor, and angled metal hat, striped trousers, and on a beach, surrounded by other people.
"This here is Spanish Conquistador, conquering the great new world, discovering new wonders," the guide told us with mysticism in his voice.
"Here, we have a pig, their primary diet, food source, and biological weapon," he told us, while showing off the figurine pigs.
"And over here, we have the native Aztecs, the people treating this man like a god, only to be stomped on and crushed like an ant," the guide said to us in a dreadful tone. Also while motioning towards the figure of a native Aztec.
"Finally, please follow me to our last exhibit, the caravel." the guide told us. We walked to a different, smaller ship that wasn't in the center of the wing like I had seen previously. This ship had an angled, triangular sail.
"This here is a caravel, it helped sailors reach long distances previously not possible before, developed in the 1500's, this ship is highly maneuverable compared to other western ships at the time," the guide explained to us.
"Over here is map, showcasing where the caravel was used the most, such as the Atlantic and Mediterranean Sea throughout time," he said to us.
"As well as the history behind and it's inventor over here on this device, if you wish for real, legitimate articles, you can go over to the "Truth Wall" over there," the guide told us, while pointing towards both objects.
The guide then turned to all the people left in the group and said, "This is the end of the tour, feel free to explore on your own now."
Four people of the group left to go explore on their own, leaving only two people left in the tour, a girl with long, silky brown hair, and me.
"Unfortunately, the tour has ended, and now it is time to go," the guide told us, staring off into space out of the blue.
"Okay, thanks, I guess, you already said that," I told him, but he didn't say anything in return, look at me, or move. Weird.
Suddenly, employees with red shirts, black dress pants, and black sunglasses began filing into the room. They then went for the visitors, grabbing them and dragging them off as they began to panic and thrash. Wait what? Uhhh, what is going on?
Two of the employees were coming for me, and I bolted to the other side of the wing.
Ok, ok, ok, so they got both exits covered, and those windows are too high to reach, all there are those figures, and this elevator behind me. Wait, elevator?
As the employees began closing in on me, and behind me was an iron grate gate to a clockwork styled elevator. The other visitors began yelling and screaming in what I thought was either panic, fear, or confusion.
I quickly entered the elevator, and there was a panel with five buttons, and two levers. I began pulling the levers and pushing the buttons randomly, and the gate suddenly closed, the employees beginning to pile up on it.
The heck is wrong with this place?!
Suddenly, the elevator began to descend quickly, very fast, faster than any elevator I had ever been on!
Wait, how is it going down? Doesn't this place only have one floor?
Then, the front of me, where the wall turned to a rocky, stone appearance, gave way to a giant cavern. There were stalactites everywhere, weird creatures were moving about but were too far away to make out precise details about them. There were glowing crystals, of multiple lights, and glowing lichen that hung everywhere.
In the middle of the cavern was a raised area of stone, and a giant crystal there, and the area around it looked like an impact crater kind of? It was like it emitted a giant blast of energy and created a weird type of crater. There were also glowing, whiteish-blue tendrils or roots coming off of it, in the stone, or rather underneath the stone, like the stone was glass and you could see through it.
Then the elevator began slowing down, beginning to screech to a stop, sparks flying from the sides of it, and it began to rattle terribly.
Finally, the elevator came to a screeching stop, smoke clearly in the air from the smokiness look of the air and smell of smoke and burnt something. Then, the gate began to slowly open, I crouched down, to try to prepare for anything that might happen, but there was nothing that could prepare me for this...
What the heck happened to my tour in the museum!?...