Tuesday, August 5th 2008:

I only got my watch to know what day it is today, as I'm currently cut off from the civilisation I know. How that happened, well... Let's just say that it made my vacation, or at the very least the things I've seen on it, a lot weirder than it already was.

I was on my way to Ana Free's concert, when I was suddenly halted by... I think they were cops, at least their uniforms looked official. They were from an agency called T.E.C., which I've never heard of. Exactly how many more of those abbreviations are there out there? C.I.A., F.B.I., N.T.A.C., D.E.A., N.S.A., C.T.U., K.G.B., and now T.E.C.? I didn't get a chance to ask them where they were from, as they immediately asked me where I've hidden the time-machine. I'm serious, they asked me about a time-machine, but since I don't know anything about any time-machine, I couldn't answer them. With this celestial body's gravity, I was able to kick the guy who held me away from me, after which I decided to run. They did, however, search my bag, which held only one thing that appeared important to them: that USB-stick. I had the pleasure of seeing the military people's faces when they saw it only contained some Eighties' song, so although I wished I could see their faces, I didn't think I should stick around too long, so I ran.

I was lucky to have befriended Ana Free at the space-centre, as she was willing to help me escape from these T.E.C. people. What she did, was go to that room I mentioned, where she wanted to walk through, but the guards, of course didn't let her. That's when she started to complain, much like many celebrities would, about her being a celebrity and therefor deserving some kind of special treatment, etcetera. She didn't mean any of the things she said, she was just trying to distract the guards, so I'd have enough time to sneak into that room. For Ana's sake, I hope she stopped pretending to have a tantrum the second she saw me entering that room.

Inside the room, there was nothing special. Some kind of a huge black slab, which resembled one of those domino-rocks, but that's it. But there was a back door to that room, through which I could run away.

What happened then, I'm not sure, it all happened quite fast. I somehow tumbled into a hole, which brought me to a place... which is probably the one they're trying to cover up with that slab. The place in question looked as though there has been life here before, but for some reason that life's long gone. But unless I'm mistaking, I'm outside of the building that humans have set on the moon, so how come am I still breathing? But that wasn't the only thing that bothered me. The entire place was filled with what looked like remains from huge ant-like insects. What exactly lived inside the moon, and more importantly what caused it's demise. Whatever it was, it also seemed to have claimed the life of at least one human, as I also found the remains of one. It's just a guess, but maybe this man was so terrified of these bugs, he tried to destroy them, but accidentally killed himself in the progress as well. What impressed me the most is that he appeared to have been fleeing in the direction of some sort of sphere. Perhaps it was meant to be some kind of escape pod, but he didn't make it in time. I only know it is an escape pod as I went iside it, accidentally pressed the wrong button, causing it to shoot me from beneath the moon's surface back on Earth.

At least, I hope it's still Earth. Given the speed with which I went, I wouldn't be surprised if I somehow made it to another planet in some other solar system. But then, even with the speed of light it would take me four years to go to another solar-system, and also nobody survives travelling at that speed. I'm pretty sure I've crashed into the Earth's ocean. I must say, I can imagine travelling in that Aquila thing (which Tom Baxter always writes about in his books) to be a lot more comfortabel than travelling in the sphere. But I digress. I don't know how deep I went, but the pressure must have gotten me dellusional, as I could swear I saw a pine-apple at the bottom of the ocean. If there ever were one there, the sphere likely crashed on it, so it's probably gone by now. Luckely, I crashed into shallow waters, or else not only would I not have survived the pressure, I wouldn't have met that dolphin that brought me to the nearest land. The dolphin, I'll never forget this one, as it had four spots on it's face, that almost resembled the stars in the skies. You'd almost say it's the dolphin's version of a super-hero.

Now, the land in question, judging from it's tropical vegetation, I wasn't sure if would be safe for me to run through it's woods, looking for some kind of sign of civilisation, so I could only walk through the beach, hoping to bump in on something eventually. Turns out, I'm on an island, and the only thing that made it look civilised was some dock, which obviously hasn't been used in years, it even looked as though some kind of animal has torn it apart. When I realized this is an island, I hoped that it's the same one where the Oceanic Six had stayed, as they somehow managed to survive on it, but seeing this... I'm not so sure anymore.

On the other hand, this place does provide some kind of shelter, where I could dry up all my clothes. It's been a real drag to get all my wet stuff here, likely because it was all drenched, for one, and I still had to get used to Earth's gravity. But I managed. I should consider myself lucky to have even bought that waterproof bag in New York, or else my journal was drenched as well, along with the lighter and ballpoint I kept in it. That lighter became especially useful for me to make a fire for the night.

The Bible I had was drenched as well, so I can't read the rest of it. Not that it matters. As a text, it's the one book I wouldn't recommend anyone to read, but as a centrepiece of Christian mythology, it was quite interesting. I mean, the Christian god for some reason kept bragging about himself, saying how he created Earth, how much he loved the people, so it pained him to kill them all. Although... given his explicit explanation as to how he killed them, I'm not so sure he actually did regret any of that. I don't know how people can read this and think of him to be all-loving. I for one feel as though I'm reading Hynkel's "Mein Kampf" rather than anything else. I don't know why that-guy-who-thinks-he's-god wanted me to find this, unless he only said he was god to be sure I'd listen. For all I know, he might as well just be another one of those psychics who wanted me to know the whole truth, and helped me to get there. I didn't get any wiser, unless you want to count "knowing what the Bible is truly about" as a way in which I got wiser.

Note: should you wonder, in the "League" universe, Hynkel (from "The Great Dictator") is the one who lead the Nazis way back when, not Hitler.