What are you looking for?

´Sorry, I'm a bit confused. Where is Maine in Scotland?'
'You're not from here, I knew that but eh you are very confused indeed... This isn't anywhere near Scotland', he told me as he helped me to get back up on my feet.
'I'm so sorry. This is the US, I can hear it now'
'And you're not from the US. That’s why you sound funny. Are you okay?'
'Yeah, yeah, I'm from Belgium. But my dad must be somewhere. Have you seen him? He has... brown eyes, big ones. And is a bit odd. Knows very much about time and space. Like a professor of Physics'
'No I haven't. You'd travel the world to find your dad?' I could see some emotion in his eyes. Admiration? He must be a certain father.
'Seems like it. My friend and I really need him and his screwdriver and box', lovely, it sounded like a total normal dad. One that knows how to handle a screwdriver. Sure, he does. I loved telling the truth.
'So, I guess.. I gotta go. Nice to meet you'
'-Jefferson. Good luck. I hope you'll find him'
The next thing I noticed where the woods. I got this feeling that I should be there, but shouldn't be. Yeah, I became pretty messed up. Because. instead of searching for the man who was my real dad, I was going after a fictional time traveller. Damn, I didn't even knew it while I was lying to that stranger. I was horrible!
As trees passed by, I started to change. My hair, it was turning black.
I looked around. All the colours had changed. The trees were bruin blue and the leaves also started to turn blue. The sky was about to turn purple, in an ink shade. How long have I been walking? It didn’t matter. The dark sky couldn’t stop me. Right now, I needed to get out of this place. Before I turned into someone else. This wasn’t Indy anymore. I looked down. Indy didn’t had those black hairs. Nor that necklace hanging around.
I grabbed it to take a closer look. There was a sword with something engraved. Two drops of water, if you are save. One drop of your blood if he isn’t there. One of his when he is. Katie.
She had to know I was save. So, I began to discover the environment. By a miracle a river showed.
‘Two drops?’ I dipped my finger into the water and sprinkled, very precisely, two drops of water on the little sword. Then I pricked myself with the point. It was sharper than it looked. It made it really easy.
As soon as the sword broke my skin I passed out.
An even stranger dream began.

There once was this young girl. Her father was missing, her mother ill. Because she couldn’t cook, she had asked her friend to cook a bit more than usually. So she took off to her friend. But when she arrived, the house was empty. The only sound was the sound off a carriage leaving. She ran after it. But she wasn’t fast enough. Her feet gave up, she went down. She could do nothing but watch her best friend forgetting her because of a handsome guy.
If that would have been the only thing that went wrong, she’d be lucky. Of course, she wasn’t. On one and a half feet, the distance between the two houses had grown. When she arrived, her mother quickly stopped breathing, for she had seen the darkness coming. A dark person had knocked the old lady down as she stood up to fight for her child. The girl wanted to run away, lure him away so her mother might had a chance to recover, only her feet disabled her. She could do nothing while he was going for her flower.
The next day, she was found by a friend. A boy that had always been kind. She didn’t even knew she had him. He took her in. Took away her tears. Comfort her. And she was save, for his arms promised to be her shelter. And he’d never ask her about her growing belly, even though he knew he couldn’t be the father. He still would be there.
Until he died. Strangled by the same guy that raped her. This time she could get away, run as fast as she could. There was nothing left out there worth fighting for. She’d climb into the highest peak. She jumped. And took the demon baby with her as she fell.