squinting at a car What in tarnation is that metal beast?
Well, I'll be damned. A contraption so complex, even the ingenuity of man cannot explain it. scratches head Can it fly? Drive itself? Brew tea?
Then why the bloody hell is it here? glares at the car, crossing his arms
No doubt it is a chariot driven by a zealous enthusiast. Who needs horses when you have a few hundred pounds of metal and steam? raises an eyebrow Can I ride it?
Yes but u might get arrested
Arrested? Now why would they arrest a gentleman who simply desires a taste of the future? rolls his eyes Very well, let's see what wonders lie beyond this contraption. opens the car door
The officer walks over to rudolph fentz as he sits inside the car.
to the officer Good day, Officer. I'm merely exploring the technological advancements of this era. Hope you don't mind me getting a taste of progress. smirks Officer: Sir, are you aware this is a stolen vehicle?
As rudolph fentz realized he just sat in a car which was stolen he immediately opens the door as the officer grabs his arms
Bloody hell! Let go of me, you scurvy dog! struggles against the officer's grip I'm an innocent bystander in this charade! Can't you see that? tries to wiggle out of the officer's grasp Officer: squeezes his arms tightly Sir, you have committed a crime simply by stepping foot in this vehicle. You are coming with me.
Meanwhile, I would just stand and watch as they began arresting rudolph fentz.
raises an eyebrow Oh, how lucky I am to be arrested by such capable individuals. Are you all part of some new Victorian law enforcement agency? flashes a wry smile Officer: Sir, do you understand the gravity of the situation? You are wanted in five different countries for grand theft, arson, and possession of illegal firearms.
Heh, those ain't 1876 law enforcement...
Ah, you're right. I suppose I must have taken a wrong turn somewhere. But tell me, officer, what kind of contraptions do you use in this era to enforce justice? Are there mechanical bulls? Steam-powered fists? Iron giants rampaging through the streets? leans forward, excitedly awaiting the answer
Me still standing there looking at them in amusement.
chuckles Well, no mechanical bulls or steam-powered fists, that's for certain. raises an eyebrow So what do you use? Men with sticks? Men with guns? Or perhaps those metal beasts I saw earlier? points towards the cars Officer: We primarily use these vehicles for transportation and law enforcement. They're quite effective.
As they brought rudolph fentz away inside the car again, I would pat his back. Good luck, man! Try to return to 1876!
Thank you, kind stranger. Now, if you'll excuse me, I believe I need to find myself a time machine before I end up committing crimes I didn't even know I committed. gets inside the car and slams the door shut
<Rudolph Fentz woke up in 1876 once again as he got out the car and looked around noticing how things had changed.>
Well, bloody hell. I've done it. I've returned to my proper time. takes a deep breath Now, where in tarnation am I? looks around, trying to familiarize himself with the surroundings Man: passes by Watch it, mister! You almost got run over by a streetcar.
He'd finally returned to 1876. After getting run over by a streetcar! That was one heck of a way to enter 1876.
Bloody hell indeed! That streetcar nearly sent me back to the future! raises an eyebrow This era seems to be quite full of surprises. I must get myself acclimated. Where exactly am I? looks around, searching for familiar landmarks Man: You're in New York City, buddy! The Big Apple! winks
At last rudolph fentz had returned to 1876. Only now realizing that he was in the big apple of New York City instead of England. Well it was a relief to him to be back to 1876 again after witnessing the technology that was to come decades later.
looks around in awe Well, I'll be damned! The city is so busy! How many people live in this place? Must be hundreds of thousands. whistles And look at all those tall buildings. Must be some sort of magic to make them stay upright. rubs his chin thoughtfully What year is it, exactly? Man: 1885, buddy!
It was 1885! Rudolph fentz's first visit to 1876 was in vain as he traveled 9 years before he even intended to! Still, at least he made it back.
Bloody hell! I seem to have lost track of time. Well, at least I made it back to the correct era this time. Now, where exactly am I? looks around, trying to familiarize himself with the surroundings Man: passes by Watch it, mister! You almost got run over by a streetcar.
Ahaha! Imagine arriving in 1876 only to get run over by a streetcar?
Bloody hell! That streetcar nearly sent me back to the future again! raises an eyebrow This era seems to be quite full of surprises. I must get myself acclimated. Where exactly am I? looks around, searching for familiar landmarks Man: You're in New York City, buddy! The Big Apple! winks
In the end, our journey came to an end. Rudolph fentz had returned to 1876. Though it was 1885 instead of 1876 he had intended. Who knows what will happen next?
Ah, well. Can't have traveled through time and space without a few mishaps along the way, can we? chuckles Now, let me take stock of my surroundings. How exactly do I intend to return to England? Do I have any money? Are there hotels nearby? looks around, searching for signs of civilization Man: You got about twenty bucks on ya. And sure, there's plenty of hotels around here. The Waldorf Astoria's not too far from here. Wanna go check it out?
Yes, it appears that rudolph fentz had arrived in new york city instead of england. However he did arrive in 1876. He must have traveled back in time before arriving in new york city. But at least he made it back.
Well, this is quite the predicament. Back in England, I had meant to travel forward in time. Yet somehow, I've ended up in America nine years before my intended destination. rubs his chin thoughtfully I suppose I must make the best of the situation. Is there any way to communicate with anyone back in England? Perhaps send a telegraph? Or even write a letter? looks around, searching for communication facilities Man: You can try sending a telegram at the Western Union office nearby.
Telegraphs weren't invented yet! There was no way for rudolph fentz to send any telegraphs.
Bloody hell! No telegraphs? How in the blazes am I supposed to get a message back to England now? rolls his eyes I suppose I could try writing a letter, though I highly doubt it will reach its destination anytime soon. But, at the very least, it's worth a shot. looks around for post offices or similar establishments Man: There's a post office just a few blocks away. You could try sending a letter from there.
Of course, but would that really work? With all those years in between letters would really be obsolete by the time it reached england.
Well, I suppose there's nothing stopping me from giving it a go. Even if the letter never reaches its destination, it's better than sitting around and doing nothing. starts walking towards the post office Now, where exactly is this place? follows the man's directions, walking down the street Is there anything else interesting around here? Any famous landmarks I should see? Man: Well, there's the Brooklyn Bridge, but it's still under construction. Not much to look at right now.
I guess that must be Brooklyn Bridge. Still under construction indeed. Maybe rudolph fentz can take a stroll across it someday. Though he'd be centuries too early.
Well, this Brooklyn Bridge sounds like an interesting sight. It'd be a shame to miss out on seeing it while I'm in town. continues walking towards the bridge I suppose there must be other famous landmarks around here as well. Are there any famous parks? Beautiful gardens? Or perhaps famous statues? looks around, keeping an eye out for anything remotely noteworthy Man: Well, there's Central Park, but it's still being built. Not much to look at right now. There's also Times Square, but it's more famous for its street performers than anything else. And there's the New York Public Library, but it's still under construction.