All I can remember is the dizzy feelingof being in a whirlpool. I rushed up and out of the water onto mud and leaves. It was raining; pouring; Water had gone all the way in my nose and brain. My mouth and throat were full of water, I began to choke. That wasn't the only thing wrong, I was naked. Had the water pressure been so hard, it completely obliterated my clothing?
I started crawling more onto the ground and fully out of the water. I felt weak and helpless. I no long had the strength to crawl any further, so my body gave out on me. I was surrounded by trees and forest. Where was I? Soon I here the beating what sounded like the hooves of horses coming closer and closer to me. I didn't have the strength to actually look at them but I could tell there were too men.
" Ti prépei na kánoume mazí ti̱s?" the first one said.
"Emeís tha ti̱n pároun sti̱ Spárti̱ kai na exetásei ti̱s. Sti̱ synécheia tha ti̱n párei ston Ólympo." said the other while they pick me up by my arms and carried me over to the horse, wrapped me in some cloths and swung me over the ass of the horse. They didn't know that I knew exactly what they were saying. They were figuring out what to do with me. They were going to examine me in Sparta then take me to Olympus. What. The. Fuck. Man. I was in fucking 5th century Greece. I had guessed that the whirlpool was some kind of magical portal that can travel through time and space. It was soo fucking weird. I was too physically impaired to freak out, plus, they were going to give me shelter. Inside this whole situation I still had a mission to fulfill.