Mayans

Once you breathe a different air, the air of the past. You set foot in a dark forest the Mayan civilisation in Mexico. You feel something suspicious, Some words blabbering of some words that are from some other language.

Suddenly there came an arrow striking your chest, your blood splashes out and your head feels heavy. You see some tribal people with blurry faces. You see objects in double figures you suddenly feel dizzy and faint.

You then realise you are stuck with a deadly tribe. They catch your hands, and legs and drag you to a step pyramid. Your heart beats louder "Lup" Dud". You are shouting and mourning to leave. The tribal leader is the one with a majestic face mask and a crown made full of gold with a ruby stone.

He shows the sky, few people shout some words louder and louder. Unexpectedly clouds turn dark, rain drizzles on your face and lightning strikes just a few feats side of you. Before you could fear, you hear the loud beats of some drums and Leader smiles evilly at you. You are kept to the place where the lightning struck. Now he grabs a sword made of metal and the handle shines in gold.

"Oh Man, you are still looking at that gold, but yeah that gold makes even dead body open eyes". Anyways you are gonna get killed. The sword is swirled and your head gets cut off, your head flies above your body without head. But not that your head was saved this time, the tattoo that you put, the bright sun has saved you. Mayans worship the sun god and they didn't want to harm you, they thought god has sent you as a messenger you were served food and taken care well. One guy with multiple talents, the only one who can understand most of the languages in the world and reply back come near you and say something.

You smiled. What did he say? He questioned you are you prepared for the welcome ceremony where you will be questioned about your identity. One mentally ill person came rushing towards you, he said "Mayans are testing you are from which time period lie to save your life, you're from the mayan period remember!!"

I didn't understand anything, and before I could get things clear he was prisoned back. He had escaped from an ancient mental hospital. What's even happening in the world?

As I stood there, my heart skipped a beat, unsure of what to make of the man's wild claims. His disheveled appearance and frenzied eyes only added to the mystery and intensity of the situation. Nevertheless, I managed to maintain a calm exterior, meeting his gaze with a reassuring smile.

"Thank you for your concern," I replied, my voice steady yet laced with curiosity. "I assure you, I am fully prepared for the welcome ceremony. As for the Mayans, I'm afraid there must be some misunderstanding. I am not from the Mayan period or any other ancient civilization. I am just a regular person from this time."

Despite my attempt to dismiss his words, the man persisted, his voice growing louder and more urgent. He spoke of prophecies, hidden knowledge, and the danger that awaited me if I failed the Mayan test. Though his words seemed far-fetched, I couldn't help but feel a strange sense of unease.

As I contemplated my next move, a gentle voice introduced from the side, belonging to a person dressed in an official-looking uniform. It was one of the event organizers, who had noticed the commotion and had come to investigate. With a calm manner, they approached us and asked if everything was alright.

The agitated man turned to the organizer, his eyes filled with desperation. "Please, you have to believe me! This person is not who they claim to be. The Mayans are testing them, and their life is in danger!"

The organizer listened attentively, exchanging glances between the two of us. Sensing the need to diffuse the situation, I spoke up once again, this time addressing both the man and the organizer.

"I understand your concerns, and I appreciate your efforts to ensure my safety," I said, my voice sincere. "But I assure you, I am just an ordinary person living in this time. I am not connected to any ancient civilization or hidden prophecies. Perhaps this gentleman has mistaken me for someone else."

Would anyone get such a chance even, I had wasted my chance. I could have said I'm Mayan The proud tech advancers ....

I like my own time line I smiled. I felt a jerk, "was it a dream"/ I woke up, still wandering my thoughts if it was a dream or real. But the feeling was real! anyways thanks situation and time.