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Ryan stopped.
“But isn’t it dangerous, going down there without some sort of defense?” he asked.
“Yes, but I have this,” the Professor responded pulling out a vial.
“What is it?” Ryan asked afraid to touch it.
“A nano-bot decelerator. It shuts down the nano-bots that are controlling electronics...
The Professor opened the door to the antique store.
“So where is this device?” she asked Ryan as he came in.
The storekeeper had obviously run off in terror of the flying machine earlier. Ryan walked over to the table and picked up the device.
“Here it is,” Ryan said as he handed the device to...
Ryan opened the door to his house.
“Mom, I’m home!” he shouted.
“Ryan! You’re late! You promised me you would be back by…Who’s this?” Mrs. Tyson asked as she walked into the room.
“Mom, this is…oh shoot! I never asked your name!”
“You can just call me the Professor,” the girl responded.
“Aren’t...
A girl walked down the street. Anyone who looked at her would think she was perfectly normal, but she wasn’t. She looked at her watch. 1:00.
I hope I’m not too late, she sighed, I should probably run.
She ran as fast as she could towards the antique shop. All her investigating had led her to the...
I've never blogged before but I think I'll post my stories here. Ok, let's begin.
This story is fan fic for Doctor Who. :thumbsup:
Ryan Tyson walked into a British Antique shop. He marveled at the beautiful antiques, which were older than New York City where he was, even older than America...