Chapter 3: This isn’t planet Earth ...Right?

Just Like the black hole suddenly devoured me, it spits me out suddenly.

And because I wasn't ready for that, I lost all my balance and fell horribly to the ground.

Fortunately for me, the floor was not solid or rocky, but rather sandy. But that doesn't mean that I am completely fine. There were like two large tablespoons of sand inside my mouth.

Dammit, I spit the sand out.

The pain was still pulsating inside my body like intermittent pulses through my bones and muscles but fortunately it started to fade away.

I looked at the place around me. It was nighttime, however, I could see a sand beach stretching for three kilometers. I could also hear the sound of the sea waves.

I looked at the dark sky for a long time, it wasn't that completely dark. I saw green and blue lights dancing on the horizon. These must be the northern lights.

My head started to boil with a lot of ideas and facts.

"Damn, this damned ring. Where did it send me?"

"Are you a fool, Khaled? It teleported you instantly, like Harry Potter ... You did an instant teleport. Now think well ... what were you thinking of before your teleportation?!"

If this ring works like magical instant transmission tools, then there is no doubt that it will transport me to a place I know or a place I was thinking of. Mmm, I was thinking about making a cup of coffee, watching my sassy girl, and nothing else. But wait, In Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire there were magical teleport tools pre-defined. When Harry Potter and the Wesley family went to watch the final of the Quidditch World Cup tournament ... damn ... does that mean that damned ring took me to a pre-determined location. "

"Don't panic. I catch your breath. Think carefully. Try to get to know this place with your geographical knowledge."

"That's right, now shut up and leave me alone."

I took the advice of the crazy voice inside my head and began to examine the place around me.

Now, here are the facts of this place.

First: You are standing on a beach.

Second, you can see the northern lights.

The logical conclusion: You are in one of the European countries which enables you to see the Northern lights?

So, the important question: What are those European countries that enable you to see the northern lights??

Answer: Fuck me. I don't know. Maybe New Zealand or Iceland. I think one of my friends have traveled to New Zealand before to see the northern lights.

Well, I have decided. It doesn't matter where I am now. The most important thing is to find someone to show me the way to my country's embassy so they can take me back to my warm little home.

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Suddenly, I realized the horrific truth which made me swear for at least a full ten minutes.

Damn. Damn. Damn.

At the time of COVID-19 era, all flights were suspended. Now I have no official papers, and no money, so I could survive here.

that's Damn Good. My wonderful good luck is now fully functional. The jinx touch that haunts me since my childhood has achieved its last goal. I will die in a strange land without anyone knowing me.

I wonder. In this time when everyone fighting for a roll of toilet paper, keeping a safe distance from each other. Is there anyone who will sympathize with me and take me in?

I sighed a long sigh. then I sat on the sandy ground, and I looked at the northern lights.

If you are in a bad situation. Try to look at the bright side of the moon. This is what I decided to do.

Where is the moon? It is supposed to be full moon these days.

Ah there it is. Hey. Why is there another moon? Damn, there's a third moon too.

I got up on my foot, terrified from what I just saw, I searched the sky carefully.

One, two, three, four, five, damn it, six, seven, damn it, eig...

But suddenly a sound of a strong fall in the sea waters interrupted my train of thoughts. I looked to the water's edge and found a fat man fighting the nighty waves. I was sure no one was in the water before. I thought, he must have teleported like me. but why he fell in the water?

Then, Does this matter? Right now, there are at least eight moons in the sky? Where the hell am I? It doesn't make sense that I am still on Earth. This isn't planet Earth ...Right?

the fat man screaming waked me up from my thoughts as he grappled with the waves. He seemed to be unable to swim and was trying to ask me for help.

I shook my shoulder and sighed. Fortunately he is close to the beach otherwise I would have left him to die without being able to save him.

I don't mean that I'm a cold blood person, but to put it simply, I am like that wretched fatty .. I am not good at swimming too.

I ran in a hurry towards the water's edge, I tried to walk as fast as possible resisting the water and the waves. Finally, I reached him.

I tried to help him as best I could, I started pulling him hard towards the beach, he was saying vague words from which I didn't understand anything of it. His eyes were terrified, and his face was paled. I thought he was afraid that I would leave him because I couldn't understand him. I smiled in an attempt to reassure him .. Don't worry, fatty... I won't leave you, I will save you.

Finally, we reached the sandy beach. I sat down immediately, trying to catch my breath from the intensity of my effort. He was very fat.

I looked at the strange man. I nodded, endorsing the idea in my mind. He is very similar to Homer Simpson.

Suddenly, the fat man tried to get up on his feet, and when he failed to do so, he decided to crawl on his knees for two meters, at which point I noticed for the first time that there was a thread of blood coming from a deep wound on his back. Why is he injured? Did he fall on a rock hidden under the water?

Suddenly the fat man stopped crawling, then extended his hand into one of his pockets, and took out a small box, within it at least a dozen rings. Then he pulled a ring from among them, put it in his finger, and a few seconds later, a glass of bottle appeared from nowhere in his palm. It was filled with a bright reddish liquid. The fat man opened the vial, and drink the bloody liquid voraciously.

Suddenly, something totally magical happened... His wound began to heal and recover.

Damn, what is this?

No way! Does it make sense that these are magic rings where tons of things are stored within? Does this bottle contain a healing potion?!

But in novels and films, these rings are not so cheap to the point that fat man could own dozens of them!

Never mind, I saved a super-rich man. And surely he will reward me for that.

But the most important thing .. I have to be careful. fuck me. I shouldn't forget that awful fact... I am no longer on earth. This place will never be safe for me.

And that damn ring, which turned into a damned tattoo. I have to find a way to make it send me back home.

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