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tunnel once more. I stepped into the tunnel not quite sure how it all worked. There was a switch of some kind on the tunnel wall with a cover over it. I lifted the cover and passed my hand over the wall switch, nothing. Once more I passed my hand closer, still nothing; what was I missing?
     After a few minutes of head scratching, I finally began to hear a whirring-buzzing sound which I then knew, had to be the empty tram arriving at last. This was Professor Gratten’s private transport and scrutinizing it this time, I realized it was a pretty ingenious mechanism. The body was mostly made of wood, but somehow machined with a precise pattern in order for all of the sections to fit together into an almost perfect oblong oval form. He needed craftsmen on this island able to manufacture the things he learned of on his trips to London.
    Checking underneath, I saw no wheels or axle but “u” shaped bars hovering over the metal rails, magnetic- field guides! All working parts were metal.
    While recently in a coffee shop, I had read about this in Herman Kemper’s work on electro magnetic power. Even though Kemper was German, Professor Gratten could have easily visited his laboratory in Germany using the chair and learned anything he needed to.
    This was how the island became so advanced; Professor Gratten had been working in London earning funds to then make further trips of exploration. He was using selective ideas from innovators for further study and development of his own on the island. It wasn’t as if he were stealing patents and taking credit for them, but using them strictly for the progress of the sanctuary.
    I entered the transport and closed the hatch door. The wall to the flat begun to close and lights from the transport blinked on illuminating the tunnel once more as it began to move forward. I was hoping I wasn’t too late to change her mind. The transport moved out of the tunnel along the river and up toward the high ground. As it was rising, I could see where all electrical power was originating from. A giant waterfall from one of the higher cliffs was barreling down a rocky flume and I could just see the top of what looked like what must have been an electromagnetic generator structure.
    As I moved steadily along I was again amazed at what had been accomplished in this place. It was a thriving community with urban and suburban neighborhoods, yet so completely shut off from the rest of the world.
    I began to reason within myself if I would ever be able to leave this place without some sort of entanglements, but I was here now and I had to bide my time adapting as best I could until I was able to try and leave.
    Ara was still mysterious and attractive to me as I was to her as well, although she didn’t seem to show it in the slightest; only minor flirtations she could easily show to anyone. But there I went again, thinking of Arawhen I should have been concentrating only on Catherine. My mind was now trailing off which made me realize I wasn’t really sure of myself or what I wanted. I was really shooting from the hip now, wondering what to do next.
    The transport, moving back through the tunnel, finally arrived to the main tunnel of the conduit. I quickly got out and opened the wall. As it began sliding back, my heart sank as it revealed the empty platforms of all three chairs; she had already left! Slowly walking into the room, I looked up at the map. Sure enough the map recticle was centered directly over the Guildhall School of Music in London. I ambled over to a file cabinet holding records of the trips made in the chair by Professor Gratten
    Just as I was beginning to scan the files, I heard a strange whirring sound, then another one with a lower pitch. I glanced to the middle of the room where the three chair platforms were. The two tracker platforms began to blur and I could begin to see the chairs with two people, forming out of thin air. Quickly hiding behind a cabinet in the corner of the room, the