My Journal #atozchallenge #Odessa #Ukraine #fiction

I hope the science guy can explain the portal cause it’s complicated. One time I can come across at the same point but now I have to go to a different clock and come thorugh the back way at 9 am. Right now I’m in 1991. I think this going back and forth is going to make my head spin. My husband is with Vlad. I’m glad we can help … I am happy to have such a well- stocked first aid storage.

I wrote a few more details in my journal before I stored it away. If I ever got back to a normal place in life, I want to remember as much about 1991 as possible. 

My husband entered the room and we knew we had to tell each other everything we had learned or seen in double time before we returned across the portal. Too soon we heard Valeria at the door.

“Ready?” She said cheerfully.

“Yes.” My husband smiled.

“No.” I grimaced.

“Okay – Pashli. We go to the ground floor for the return clock. At exactly 9 am we must go up hotel’s back stairs and enter the hall with the carpet design from the other side. The rug design changes like before. Bon chance.”

We made the transition and quietly went to our room in 2022 before we were seen.

What I had learned was there was a stockpile of guns and ammo in 1991. My husband was told also  to look for an old tunnel under Passage that had been used by the underground during World War 2 and the Cold War. This is where we hoped to make communication with Dmitre.

“Will our cells work underground?” I mouthed to my husband.

“We will see.”

“Hello,” one of the maids greeted us on the stairs as we were going out. Would you like your room…”

“No, thank you. not today. Tomorrow in the morning.” I gave her a little money.

“Spasiba…”

The tunnel had been unused for quite some time. I was glad I had worn my winter hat so that my hair wasn’t covered in webs.

“The call is going through.” My husband whispered. “Yes, Dmitre. Is this a good time? Can you hear me, ok?”

“I understand that anything I need to relay to our “force” will go through you.”

“Yes. That’s what captain said.”

“For now, this is what we have.” He spent the next several minutes giving my husband coordinates and information about tank and artillery formation. He also noted that a Russian ship was on its way from Crimea to Odessa.

“Dmitre, be careful there are several reports…”

“Yes, we know. They are being very good about moving our location. We also will be switching to communication that is difficult to pinpoint. Today, you will be sent a device by courier. He will greet you the way we greeted in Uganda. Goodbye.”

“What was that greeting?” I mouthed to my husband.

“An elbow bump because of Co-Vid.” He smiled. “Let me take you to lunch lady with the webs.” He smiled as he grabbed my hand.

Later that day the courier met up with us. He delivered the new cell phone in a pastry bag with several pastries. We passed off a picture the children had drawn for their daddy that was in a visitor guide.

I saw the man that had been watching us. This time he looked straight at us with a dark intensity.

Has someone ever looked at you with an intensity that unnerved you???

Thanks for visiting Penned in Moondust by Moondustwriter. This month for the A to Z challenge I pulled out an archived story from 2007, dusted it off and reworked the year of entry 2022. This was originally written in Odessa, Ukraine. I hope you see the bravery and courage that I hope to convey in each episode.

Links to the story in order:

Authors

The Basics

Clearly Crazy

Discovery

E- Eavesdropping

F- Friends and Family

G- Grumbling Titka

Hiding in 1991

I – Intensity