Pandora Jupiter

First Scrap

The clock is a mysterious antique, showing the calculation of time. The sound hypnotizes until it is fixated to listen and pay attention to the movement of the pointing needle that moves beat by beat. In front of me stood a clock shop. The board above says “Clock Shop”. The tick does not tick tock, my habit, often I imitate the sound of the ticking clock seconds I hear when passing through this place while aligning it with footsteps. "What I do, like a child". A little amused laugh I stopped, then looked down at my feet, precisely, a first step after so long, I hope the only clue my brother left behind can bring useful information. Opening the door made of glass is the same as the front wall, from the outside also looks different types of clocks inside.

"Uncle Al. I'm in".

A bell above rang hit by a door as a sign that someone entered, some small shops in this village all installed it so that they could immediately find out the arrival of customers. Paying attention to the room is a little dark because of the lack of light, on the table coated with thick glass above, there are ashtrays and a number of cigarette butts side by side with a bottle of bourbon-type liquor.

The small glass without a handle only left ice cubes there held by the large hand of a burly middle-aged man even three times the size of my body had a crisp look and appearance. Shiny hair along the shoulders, mustache and beard that is not maintained. Red eyes stared blankly as if his soul was not there, yet he unexpectedly noticed my arrival. Leaning on the sofa for three dark red people he noticed my movements.

“You drunk uncle Al? not good for your body”. His name is Alberdo Grinza.

“Whisper you little girl. What are you doing here!”. His voice was also heavy like Uncle Sammy, instead it sounded a bit hoarse right now. yelling annoyed at my advice of dropping the glass in his hand until it broke into pieces on his feet that he did not care about made me somewhat retreat in fear and tricked him into replying with a hint of joking.

“Uwa, my request was a week ago, don't tell me uncle forgot?”. glanced at the table, I picked up a revolver lying there, I said, a firearm in which a bullet is inserted into a rotating tube with a.44 caliber bullet that can be filled with as many as 6 bullets. Somewhat heavy in my hand, I estimate with a hand

‘danger once uncle al', save weapons like this. Besides what is this necessary? there is no crime in the village, even the doors of most people do not lock like this place where I can enter easily, although dangerous but also evidence of the confidence of the people in this village are so strong, I think it is also not necessary to carry these things around. rather naive anyway if not to estimate outsiders as a threat, I know there's no harm either.

“Ah, this is kusita du”. This revolver when I checked, only one bullet was in it. Even so, it wasn't that I didn't believe it, but he was drunk so I saved first to eliminate the risk so that nothing would happen after seeing him in such an unstable state.

Put the gun in my waist bag and then close the zipper tightly. With this I can discuss calmly.

“So Uncle Al, I'm here to see him”.

“The box”. Understanding what I meant, he pointed behind me, the clock cabinet stood high, showing the time at 6 past 20, inside which was a swinging pendulum. Above it lies a wooden box with a cover that is only like a display on it without being attached. I looked up with an annoyed expression.

“High!! why should be placed there sih”. my height is only 154cm, my hand can not reach, without being able to touch. Suddenly a dark shadow appeared as a result of being obstructed by the body of someone behind me took the box easily, then tried to put it towards me who was still not ready to lift it without caring about my words. “Uwaa, t-wait first”. I spontaneously raised both hands. The rough surface of the wooden block felt on the sense of touch, looking at the empty table, I put this box into the case, then opened by sliding the cover, peeking at what was inside made me a little amazed.

“Uncle... this..”.

“As you can see, it's black hole-black hole”.

The small benign round-shaped black hole was silent in a pocket watch that had no gears and such. This clock belongs to my brother I found in his room. An ancient clock that could show the age of the jupi was the only thing I saw besides the clock tower, so I'm sure it was related to the tower. The request to dismantle the components, find out the mechanism inside I entrusted to uncle alberd, but the black hole, who would have thought this to be the driver. No, not so, but what's in it.

“Uncle Al, you think this black hole is connected to another place”.

“Most likely it's a worm hole, a mechanism hidden in there, somewhere there is a main room driving clock tower also”.

“So yes. The mechanism was teleported elsewhere”.like electric power built to flow through the entire city, but here he used a wormhole to separate two different places.

“Happy?!” he asked me that because there's nothing I can get out of here.

“.…”. the provocation directed at me, made me speechless. It's the only clue left, how can I use it. Again a dead end?. knowing the mechanism of the movement of the clock actually can not be imagined in my head is able to help me find pandora. But all pieces are important parts, if there is no one, the puzzle will never be solved.

“The black hole is space matter that swallows everything around it including light though, but here it is just a small circle that has mysterious energy”.

“No, it's just that I imagined what would happen if I fed him like a pet, some inanimate thing I had would probably become his favorite food, he said, until it grows big enough quickly so I'd happily let him swallow me alive”.

“Are you crazy!, think about the risk. The reason he did not swallow the ones around him was because of the shackles of the mysterious metal that enveloped this pocket watch”.

“Plan to make it as a portal of course also failed miserably huh?”.

“I don't know what you're thinking, but don't mess with this”.

“You are too suspicious of me uncle Al”.

“The black hole will swallow whatever is around it, not only you, slowly but surely the entire Jupiter will be swallowed into it”.

“I know it!”. What happens if I go in there though I certainly think, whether maybe I die, or sent to another dimension, or experience time travel far into the past. Ignorance is something that is really terrible but also gives a sense of curiosity.

“Huft-- I give up!”. raise both hands, take a heavy breath in disappointment.

“Uncle Al, can you put this pocket watch as before, at least I want to keep it as a memento from my brother”.

“...” he fell silent to see me, only a short time later replied to my request.

“Sebitar”.

From here I just sat sweetly watching him put back his pocket watch that was unloaded with no components inside but kept moving the needle there without ever stopping.

“Centers of all hours in the world yes..?”. I muttered imagine.

“So, what are you going to do now?”.he asked without ever looking at me, focused on the work in front of him.

“Well, I can't use a black hole on my pocket watch because it's too small and I don't know the big risks either, but...”...

“One step closer has been definitely”.

hearing my positive words uncle Al reacted suddenly stopped then looked at me with a scary expression.

As I said before, mysteries are interconnected puzzles, and knowing the mechanics of these pocket watches is a major advance.

“If the mechanism in this pocket watch were to be the prime mover in the mysterious clock that has been on Jupiter for many years, even before civilization was formed. Then there's a bigger portal around here, the clock tower. If I find a way to get into it, the result will be different from this, because the black hole there must be bigger, even though it's small, because it must be bigger, I can still enter easily because the shackles of a 10-foot-tall giant tower will hold it like a small elephant in a cage the size of an adult”.

“You should just give up!!”. cut my words he actually looked at me with wrath with his hands clenched tightly to the look of veins even on his face. This pressure of course made me feel a bit frightened, I held my left hand that was shaking as hard as possible, I tried to stay calm. ‘fucking, for thinking about the next step, I was thinking about the next step, unknowingly I was talking too much when he asked earlier’.This guy would never let to find out pandora. I asked for his help because I was forced to, he was happy to help me dismantle this watch for sure because he was sure there would be nothing to get from here, also to prove that what I have done to date is futile.

‘Bother once.’