Journal+3-Photograph

It was like I had just been born. A figure stood before me. He was saying something, but I could barely understand him. As noises and pictures became clearer to me I started to hear the man. "...kay...Are you alright man?...I think I saw...move!...he awake?...Are you there? Hey, you're up. God, We've been waiting forever for you to come to." I had no knowledge of who he was or why I was in this strange place. He stretched his hand out and said, "That was pretty nasty huh? You okay One Eight-teen?" Who was this, What was he talking about? Why did he call me one eight-teen? "Let's get you back up, then we can get working again. Then we can meet deadlines." I reluctantly grasped the strange mans hand. I noticed that I was wearing the same attire as him. I stepped out of what appeared to be a boreing machine. It had a large spiral drill at the end. A blue line shot through the white background on the machine. Blue letters shone on the truck spelled out Voyage Space Program. Could this be real? Was I in space? I had no recollection of any events prior to this. As the man helped me up I tried to get my bearings. In front of me stood the man in his space suit and in the distance there was what looked to me like a satellite attached to a go-kart. Past that was a light. Was it the moon? The Earth? I didn't know now. To my left was a large crevasse. I couldn't see to the bottom but I could only assume that there was nothing at the bottom. What could there be in this baron wasteland, but rocks and dirt? As I looked to my right the man tugged at my hand. "Lets go man, we have to get back to work. Its like you've never seen the site." It was then that I realized that I hadn't caught his name yet. "Who are you?" I quizzed. "Good one One Eight-teen, now lets go." I repeated myself, "Who are you?" "Are you for real? It's me One Oh' Nine. Are you feelin' okay? You had quite an accident." What? I felt fine, I was a little bit queasy from all of this confusion. "What accident?" He responded in a tone that clearly implied that I should have already known what the accident was, "You crashed the drill when you were cutting through that rock. I guess you ran into something that even she couldn't take 'n' crashed 'er. Did you get hit on the head?"