My time capsule gives an intense shudder as I’m about to land, and I watch the Locometer spin to 1894. I’m just about to stop when the time capsule lifts up again and thrusts me forward two years. The doors open and the heat hits me on the face. Phew! I’d better take plenty of water along. Just before I step out, I glance once again at the Locometer, to see if it’s settled down: yes, the year now reads 1896, and I’m in a place called Devil’s Island. That sounds a bit scary.…
I step out onto a desolate island. Almost desolate that is. I see a small low hut surrounded by a huge wire face being patrolled by stern-looking guards.
As I come closer they place their hands on their pistols and glare at me threateningly. Gulp. But I haven’t done anything wrong have I? At least I didn’t mean to …
“Qu’est-ce que tu fais ici?” one of the soldiers barks at me.
“Uh sorry … I don’t know what you mean.”
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