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He was being poked. Then he was being tickled. Then there was a faint feeling of being stabbed with something sharp and pointy.

"Ow,"

He opened his eyes. Next to his face was a red blur. His side throbbed. He made to grasp it, but felt too drained and lethargic to even lift his arm. At the edge of his vision he saw that he was wearing an old white shirt and some worn jeans. They felt a tad too big for him.

He lost focus and looked up at the sky. He knew he should be panicking (and annoyed someone had stabbed him to get him to wake up) but everything was so muddled.

The sky was a big blue blur to him.

There was a cloud in the blur. And then another, a big one that looked like a dog. He could actually make out details!

The sky seemed to be moving, or perhaps was he moving? He looked back down at what was supposedly, the red blur.

The blur was actually a kid. A kid with spiky, messy red hair and was wearing goggles. She seemed to have a computer on her lap and was typing in a fast and jerky fashion. He thought she looked like one of the people that played on those musical instruments. Was it a piano or something? Organ? Anyways, she typed with dramatic sweeps, next to rounds of small tit-tat-tit-tats.

He turned his head to look and saw there was another person in the back of the truck. The other person turned out to be an old man that was sleeping with a straw hat on his face against the edge of the truck.

He was about to ask where he was, when the tit-tattering stopped. He looked back at the kid. The kid was staring angrily at her screen through the goggles.

"No, no, no, no, no-o!" She cried at the keyboard, "No-no, no, no, no-o-o!"

She fell backwards and kicked her legs angrily in the air and started banging her fists on the truck's floor.

'Eh?' He thought. The kid didn't look like they would stop soon.

"What's wrong?" He asked to her feet.

"The no-no's! No, no, no-answers!" She cried, accentuating each no with a kick of her legs. She finished it by stomping her feet and hands on the truck floor at the same time.

"Would ya please quiet down back there kiddies!" A voice shouted from the front of the truck. He looked over and saw that two more old men were in the front of the truck driving it.

"What question are you trying to answer?" He asked the girl. She immediately perked up and sat up straight, looking at him.

"Who are you?"

'Who am I? Did she not notice I was there? Or is she asking my name?' He thought

"My name?" He asked her.

"Yup!" She threw her arms up dramatically, "I can't find you using the internet at all!"

He was confused, he vaguely remembered someone talking about internet but that was just sending messages to other people.

"My name is..." He wasn't too sure, actually.

'I'm Harry, Harry –'

"Harry?"

"Ha-a-ry" She said, drawing out the word, she started typing on the keyboard again."Harry, Harry, Ha-ra-ri!"

"Where am I, anyways?" He asked her.

"Milky Way galaxy!" Click "Earth!" Clack "South America," Click "On a tru-uck."

'South America?' Harry felt like his mind was muddled. That was a long way from where he was before wasn't it? How in the world did I get here? Harry felt very confused.

"What's the date today? What day is it?" Harry asked. His brain was turning in tiny circles trying to get over the fact that he didn't exactly know where he was, or how he'd gotten here.

"The day is..." She stopped typing to think, "Wednesday and it is the 3rd of November, 2068!"

"What?" Why did that number sound so wrong? What was he forgetting? Harry clutched his head, trying to remember whatever the hell he was forgetting.

"Found you!" She said happily, "But it's old. Ed can hardly read it!" She then started typing again, this time making weird motions with her hands. It looked like she was doing some sort of jiggly dance.

Harry's brain had exploded from being overworked and he temporarily spaced out.

"Harry James..." She started, Harry immediately perked up, "Lily...Evans..." She seemed to be getting frustrated, "James...Erthe...No...What?"

"Gah! No-ooooo!" She started another tantrum, "How can this be-e? How, how, how! Who are you!"

Harry had snapped out of his stupor and looked confused at what had started her tantrum again.

"I think, I'm Harry," He said, "Who are you anyways? And do you know how I got here?"

She stopped tantrum'ing. She sat up with her back straight and looked him in the eyes.

"I am Radical Edward Wong Hau Pepelu Tivrusky the Fourth, at your service Mr. Harry-person!" She said with a mock salute and bow. "And I, on a great adventure, just happened to find this big crystal-thingy and it was-"

"Okay kiddos, this is as far as we can take ya," Shouted one of the old men, as the truck stopped.

"And don't worry about the clothes," Said another old man, poking his head out of the window, "They outweigh the cost of this little bugger," He held up a small purple crystal shard, presumably from his crystal.

"Thanks," Harry said to the old men.

Harry was in shock as he followed Edward off the truck. Edward jumped and waved to the old men as they sped off. His mind was rolling over what Edward had just told him. A giant crystal? Sand? 2068? Who was he? How had he gotten here?

He was totally confused. But that seemed to be becoming a common occurrence for him.

Harry followed Edward as she wound her way towards an underground entrance. The surrounding area was dusty and dry; the only thing that stood out was the steel shelter-like entrance. Together they walked (or bounced) down the steps as the tunnel steadily got darker around them.

"So where is this leading to Edward?" He asked. She turned towards him with a confused look, and then smiled.

"You'll see!" She said and started to race down the steps, with a thought she turned around again, "You may call Radical Ed, Ed if you wish Harry-person," She started to zoom back down the steps again, leaving Harry in a trail of darkness.

"Hey! Wait Ed," Harry shouted, stumbling to follow her. He didn't even have a clue where he was! He took one last glance towards the fading surface light. With a sigh, he started down the steps again after Ed, trying not to fall and break his neck in the process.

"At least give me some warning next time you leave me on a long, dark, staircase, Ed!" Harry cried at the bubbly red-haired menace. She just smiled and started twirling and humming to herself. Then he saw what was behind her.

A giant underground town lay sprawled behind her. The entire cavern was dug out and had bright light embedded in the rock. The houses were a tan colour, from the colour of the rock they were made out of. People were hustling about and there were markets along the street side. He noticed that everyone was wearing something different and the bright colours made everyone mix together.

"Whoa!" He breathed, "Where are we?"

"The largest and deepest underground city on earth!" Ed chirped, before Harry could ask any other questions she walked off. She danced and jiggled in and out of the crowd with her laptop on her head. Harry just sighed and followed her. It's not like he knew anywhere well enough to go off on his own.

Walking in an entirely new city was stressful. Following Ed was extremely stressful. Following Ed around, in a city that's new to you is downright impossible.

Harry could have sworn he'd lost her about ten times. One minute she was there, the next minute there was an empty space. He was then left to wander the dusty streets, with absolutely no clue where he was going. Then she would be back again, a fluff of red hair bobbing in and out of a brightly coloured crowd. Harry felt lucky she always turned up again; otherwise he would have been wandering the streets of the underground town forever.

Ed finally stopped at an archway to a shop. The sign was in a foreign language that just seemed like a bunch of squiggles to Harry and the inside of the shop was dark.

"What's this?" He asked Ed, who was sniffing about at the entrance to the shop.

"Well there's a book person. He likes history way-way lots! Especially before the moon went boom," She said, while sniffing the place. She looked like a dog.

"You think he might have anything on me, Ed?" Harry asked, curious.

"Maybe," She looked thoughtful. Then she disappeared through the archway.

Harry followed after her, slightly hopeful.

Sorry about the late update! Tests, school and a trip to Hong Kong just broke my creative-ness.

I'm trying to make it seem like Harry only has ideas of vague things. I'm not too sure about my writing this time. I was thinking of scrapping and starting over but this way everything sorta lays out easily.

Not much exciting happens. But I'm getting there!

Thanks for all the reviews they really make my day.