Star Date #16

Apparently Baba, that’s what we could call him, had found the ball on the ground one morning while going to see the traveler.

Living in a little hut on Baba’s property a few paces from his house. The traveler was nowhere to be found. After picking the ball up and syncing with it, Baba had zapped open a portal and went through looking for the traveler but he landed on a very busy street with a lot of people and they might not be able to handle his existence. He had quickly jumped back through the gate and had gone back here. Looking around for the traveler but seeing no sign of him.

That was about five days ago.

Since then Baba had gone up here to the same place he’d found the device and zapped open a port every day, a little way off from the street. Behind the machines of the bowling alley, apparently. And was just in the process of zapping open a portal when our ball flew through it.

Baba thought he was being attacked.

Seeing the same kind of device he was holding fly by him at incredible speed he had imagined a whole invasion of super, blood thirsty space beings and had ran for the hills. Where his house stood.

Upon sending communications with the chief he quickly found out that it had been us who had come through the portal and that it probably would be allright in regards to a gory bloodfest from alien space invaders. He and the chief had then talked about sending us here because Baba might be of assistance to us.

And that’s where we were. All neatly bundled up and back together for act II. Where the bloodfest begins.