Chapters 1-2 of Indiana Jones and the Third World

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Chapter 1 - Doing Some Research

Barnett College, 1933

    Indiana tapped on the chalkboard and shouted over the class bell, "Test over Chapter thirty-two on Wednesday, I wont be in my office the rest of this week, and there will be a substitute the day of the test." Indiana walked over to his desk and stacked a few papers to the side; he then clicked on the lamp to the side and began reading over some texts.

    One of the students remained next to the door "Doctor Jones," It was Margaret Hempson, she was one of the plainer of the students, she read a lot about history and had a large imagination. "I was just wanting to talk," she said walking to his desk. "You know I don't have much time on my hands."

    "Yes I know Margaret what is it you wanted to talk about," He said laying his glasses on his desk turning in his chair.

    "Well since were both very interested in history, I just wanted to know what you thought of this 'Time Travel idea' I just read a book about it. I think it's kind of interesting, don't you. Oh yes I remember the author, I believe the time travel novel was written by H. G. Wells. Have you read it?" Margaret said laying her books on her desk.

    "No I haven't read it, but about this question you have on time travel. First of all it's not incredibly new, for ages humans have wanted to go back in time and give themselves second chances, but unfortunately we all eventually figure out that in fact we can't do that." Indiana said.

    "And how is it that you know time travel is impossible?" Margaret asked.

    "Well first of all the very concept of time travel makes no sense, since time doesn't flow. The fact that we think time passes is just an accident of our nervous systems-of the way things look to us. In reality, time doesn't pass; we pass. Time itself is invariant. It just is. Therefore, past and future aren't separate locations; the way New York and Chicago are separate locations. And since the past isn't a location, you can't travel to it. You can't just fly over to a separate past, if you will. What I mean is you can't travel to nineteen twenty of our world, because we flow on."

    She stared in silence. She just stared.

    "It is important to be clear about this, so as not to confuse you" Indiana said.

    "I believe I already am confused," She giggled.

    "Now if it's going back to the past you're wanting, there is a theory developed about a form of space travel. To be precise, its quantum theory, the theory to manipulate an orthogonal multiverse coordinate change. I have talked about this theory to the physicist who had 'dreamed' it up."

    She looked at him blankly.

    "It means," Indiana said, "that we travel to another place in the multiverse."

    "And what's the multiverse?" Margaret said.

    "The multiverse I the world is the world defined by quantum mechanics. It, means that -"

    "Quantum mechanics?" Margaret said. "What's quantum mechanics?"

    Indiana paused. "That's fairly difficult. But I'll try to explain it to you, now pay attention it's fairly confusing."

    "Well go on," Margaret said.

    "Recently" Indiana said, "physicists
: understood that energy took the form of continuously flowing waves. We still refer to 'radio waves' and 'light waves.' In fact, the recognition that all forms of energy shared this wavelike nature is one of the great achievements of nineteenth-century physics.

    But there was a small problem," he said. It turned out that if you shined light on a metal plate, you got an electric current." He went on, "The discovery that energy came in quanta was the start of quantum physics," Indiana kept going. Stuttering trying to explain what he could recall what he had talked about from his brief chats with the physicist."

    "And pretty soon, physicists began to realize that not only light, but all energy was composed of particles. In fact, all matter in the universe took the form of particles. Atoms were composed of heavy particles in the nucleus, light electrons buzzing around on the outside. So according to the new thinking, everything is particles. Okay?"

    "Okay…." She didn't really understand it but she was lying, what she called it was 'flirting' she liked Indiana and pretended to be paying attention and caring about what he had to say.

    Indiana went on, "These particles are discrete units, or quanta. And the theory that describes how these particles behave is quantum theory.

    She nodded. "But what does this have to do with multiple universes?" Margaret said.

    "I'm getting there," Indiana said. The topic began to bore Indy, he knew that she couldn't possibly understand what he was talking about either, or really wanting to explain it. But yet he even still went on.

    "One scientist I've spoke with believes in a daring new explanation. He claims that our universe we see, the universe of rocks and trees and people and galaxies out in space - was just one of an infinite number of universes, existing side by side.

    Each of these universes was constantly splitting, so there was a universe where Lincoln lived and one where he died. One where you combed your hair in the morning and one where you didn't. And so forth on and on and on, many things such as that. An infinity number of worlds. He calls this the "many worlds" interpretation of quantum mechanics. His explanation was consistent with the quantum equations, but physicists found it very hard to accept. They didn't like the idea of all these worlds constantly splitting all the time. They found it unbelievable that reality could take this form.

    "Most physicists still refuse to accept it." Indiana went on. "Even though no one has ever shown it is wrong. But I suppose it's just the fact that it seems so impossible but that is one man's theory"

    Margaret interrupted him, "and do you believe any of this?"

    "I don't know whether or not to believe it, only time can tell though. I really need to get back to work. Hope I didn't boar you too much, I know you probably didn't understand much or any of it but the truth is I hardy understood any of it at all either, but I'm sure in about fifty years maybe it will all become understood and explained. Just like I don't understand why some people believe in spirits and ghosts, when they know it is just something that comes from out of your imagination, maybe they ought to make a radio program called 'unsolved mysteries' that would be hilarious. I would just like to see them try and explain why some one would believe in that sort of thing. But it's all a matter of time and change. Like how if you talked to a physicist from two hundred years ago about all the advances such as radios and things that can make men fly and hold over ten or twenty people, or that moving images could be cast to a large screen. Then if you told the physicist all of this then he would almost certainly proclaim you insane." Indiana said tiring himself from the conversation wanting to get back to his studies and documents.

    "Okay, I'll see you later then," Margaret says walking out of the classroom. Even though she was madly in love with Dr. Jones she couldn't wait to get out of the classroom, sometimes he could get a little carried away with his studies.

* * * * *

    Maya looked over the area; she looked up at the large roof. And several cars parked out around the lot. She walked by some of the boys, they were shouting obscenities to her like "hey girl I'd love to get some of that", or "hey you new here I can teach you some excellent skills" she didn't realize what they were doing. The ignorant fools she thought. Finally becoming fed up with what was going on she went over to one of the students, she kneed him then kicked him to his knees then with her right hand picked him up from the ground and punched him in the nose breaking it. The student ran off crying. "Men" she said to herself. The walked to the steps leading to the door

    Yes she had the right address, and this was Barnett College. She walked in through the large double doors. She walked in to the secretaries office, she said "Where may I find Dr. Jones' class."

    She pushed the glasses down to the end tip of her nose and looked down across at the tall slender woman. "Down the hall, to the left, room number three oh two," she spoke dryly, then pushed the glasses back up. Then seemed to be studying the woman looking at her from head to toe "I guess that is true what they have said about him," she said grumbling. And then she went back to her typewriter. She wasn't the most cheerful person Maya thought to herself. Maya then also gave a grunt and walked down the hall.

    Maya walked down the hall, looking at the doors and watching the people walk from the hallway, one of the men came up behind her and patted her lightly on the butt. She then turned around and took him by the hair walked him next to a corner and punched him in the face giving him a black eye. What is wrong with men today she thought to herself. She saw a young plain looking girl walking from the room. The door was open "Well, well, well Dr. Jones it's nice to finally meet you, what have you been up to lately." She said walking inside the room.

* * * * *

    Indiana turned, in his chair to see who was talking to him. He didn't recognize her. "May I help you young lady." His laid his glasses down on the table. He too began staring at the woman but not exactly for the same reason that the secretary was looking at her.

    "I'm sorry it's been such a long time since we've seen each other, don't you remember me. You probably wont be especially proud to see me, It's me Maya we were spies together in Palestine. I am ashamed to admit it but I was a traitor." She looked down at the floor feeling embarrassed and foolish. "I feel bad about it, I would like to come to you with an offer to make up for what I did."

    "You were a traitor to me and America." He looked at her disgustedly. " I shouldn't even be sitting here and listening, but you are ashamed and willing to make up for it."

    "Well I defected, they were going to kill me they also weren't going to pay for my medical bills either. Also I have been researching some things I have found it requires us to go to Mongolia, we need to talk about it later tonight." Maya walked a little closer. "Listen come to my apartment tonight and we can talk about it. It's only a few blocks from here. Hey in fact I can stay here until your ready to leave, and I can drive you down there."

    "Okay I'm only be a few more minutes. We can discuss this later just sit outside on one of the benches." Indiana turned off the light and then stacked up his papers as she walked out of the room; he then placed them into a briefcase slipped it under his arm. He walked out of the room and into the hall placing his fedora on his head. "Okay lets go"

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Chapter 2 - More Studies

    Okay, Jones here's the story," She paused and looked down at her cup of coffee. She began searching for her next words, such as what to say and how to say it.

    "Go on," Indy said as he took a sip of his coffee his eyes never turning from her face, he began studying her, surveying. He didn't trust her, and he shouldn't, but he decided to listen to the story.

    She took a sip of the coffee, "Well, after you had shot me, of course you know I rode off with the horse out into the desert. Well I didn't have food or water. While I was riding a man came up, he would have killed me but I shot him. He had some notes water and a picture of me, I suppose he needed a picture to see what I looked like. He was… ah sent to kill, after I was out of the desert I was able to make it to the airport where I boarded a flight to Germany, after a 'mission' we were to report in, I reported in. I had this all carefully planned out; after he called the guards to come kill me I shot him and stole my documents from his office. I had to jump out the window luckily I made it out with only a few scars. I had to run because I was being tailed. I was able to hop aboard a cargo plane and sneak my way into the United States I've been living here for a while and I had began researching through the papers I stole. There were many papers and documents finally I came across a sheet of paper about, a cave in Mongolia, anyone who had ever entered never came out. There have even been excavation teams searching the cave. But the weird thing is that all the teams' members disappeared, there have even been reports of someone completely vanishing. One time a team tried to use a recorder and one person sitting outside the cave would listen in to everything that was happening, the trouble was that he kept talking then suddenly the whole thing crackled and then nothing but static. When they dragged the wire out of the cave they found that the wire end was completely snapped. There have not been any pictures made of neither the inside, nor any contact from the inside. But they do know there is in fact a treasure there, something called a phurba dagger." She paused and looked at Indy's face, it then lit up.

    "Wait I've heard about these phurba daggers. Yes but they aren't believed to be real, I think it was a man named Maxwell Grant who came up with this phurba dagger thing, he writes a series of novels, called "The Shadow" yes I believe I've heard about these before. Believed to contain a power that could do thing's from transform human beings to be able to destroy whole armies." He grunted, "Do you expect me to believe this."

    "No trust me, the phurba dagger IS real, trust me, there are also many golden idols and other treasures in the cave." She set the cup of coffee on a table. "What you are talking about is a fictional novel, but the phurba dagger is real. If you come with me and help me, I will pay you thirty two thousand dollars. That ought to make up for the trip and what I've caused you." She began to ruffle through some paper's "There will be, two more teams going on this excavation, one will be a team of Germans I do not know there names and the other will be led by an American, I believe his name is Forrestol. Oh I do know that the German exhibition team is funded and headed by the government. Also this exhibition has been being planned for quite some time." She pulled out the paper, and handed it to Jones, he then stuck it into his jacket pocket, then she added, "One thing though we absolutely must get there before the other two teams. If not they may beat us to our treasure."

    Indiana's face lit up, he thought about it for a moment then added "Okay I'll do it, but I want sixteen thousand now and the rest later, after the trip. This will be a chance to show Forrestol up at his own game. You are sure of this, now then you need to tell me about this cave." Indiana went on. After about thirty minutes they had finished talking. "Oh, one more thing," he paused waiting to get her attention "Bring the money to my house tomorrow, we leave at noon. Indiana stood up put his fedora on top of his head and walked out of the room, through the hall and out the door. By the time they had finished talking it had started to rain, as he got to his car the rain picked up and became violent, fortunately he had brought his trench coat, he got in the car and began to drive home

* * * * *

    Indiana got inside the car. He began to review what was happening in his head. He knew he couldn't trust her, people don't just automatically change and decide to be a better person. Why would she even come back after all this time to see him, she claimed that she wanted to have help with the finding of an artifact. All this and more was running through his mind, he was trying to make sense of it all, oh well he thought to himself, even if she is trying to fool me I will also have the money that ought to hold me for a long time. "Fortune and Glory," he said to himself. He turned a corner and walked up to his house. The phone was ringing when he walked inside, "Hello" he said into the receiver "Jones residence."

    "Hello, Indy this is Marcus I just wanted to call to remind you that you have to give a lecture at three-o-clock tomorrow."

    "Oh Marcus I forgot, um okay cancel that lecture and schedule it a week from now okay, and get Peter to fill in for my classes." Indy spoke into the receiver.

    "Why Indy, what's going on. Are you going somewhere." Marcus's voice crackled through the phone.

    "Yes, tomorrow morning I'm leaving for Mongolia, Yeah I'm offered thirty two thousand, to bring in some old relic, yeah fortune and glory Marcus," he gave a sigh of contentment, "fortune and glory. I can't talk anymore, I have to pack" Indiana then hung up the phone, and began his packing. He tossed a leather jacket, shirt, pants, a bag, and bullwhip and then placed it all in a suitcase. He then placed his fedora on top and set all of the items on a chair. He then took a shower and lay down to bed.

* * * * *

    The next morning, Indiana was up and going to Maya's apartment. He had the suitcase in the trunk of his car; he would change his clothes during the plane trip. Right now he was wearing worn khakis, and a plaid work shirt. The fedora tipped up on his head. He checked his watch. It was eleven forty five; he had plenty of time to get there. Indiana rounded a corner and pulled up to the side of the apartment building. He walked up and knocked. When the door opened Maya was already ready to go and had set her suitcase next to the door and was wearing a safari shirt, with a long skirt, she also was planning to change on the plane trip also.

    "So do you know how were going to get down there." Maya asked bringing her items down the stairs and to the car.

    "Yes I have a private plane trip set aside, it will be a small plane though." Indiana said taking the few small packages.

    Maya got inside the car and shut the door; she waited for Indiana to do the same, then she added, "I don't care just as long as it is safe."

* * * * *

    As the car drove up the driveway to the small aircraft hanger, a small young man began walking toward the car. "Hello Jones, where is it you would like to go." The man asked holding a piece of a ham sandwich, "listen I can't accompany you on this trip, I can only drop you off and pick you up, okay"

    "That's okay, hey do you mind dropping us in Mongolia," Indiana said as he parked the car.

    "Yeah sure no problem, hey we'll have to leave today, listen I can only give you ninety six hours to do the job then I'll come back to find you then It'll be another week, so try not to be late, okay I'm sorry though but I'm booked up." The man said.

    "Yeah sure that will probably be enough time," he looked at Maya for assurance she nodded, "Yeah that will be okay, um she'll have to help navigate," Indiana said walking into the hanger.

    "Hello my name is Maya, It will be a pleasure working with you," Maya said, shaking his hand.

    "Oh sorry, my name is Chris, Chris Hughes, I've been taking your 'pal' Indy around for a long time, he's quite an adventurer." Chris said looking at Maya thoughtfully.

    "Pleased to meet you, I hope this will be an enjoyable trip. We will also need to get going," Maya said as she stared at Chris, although not the way he was staring at her.

    "Oh yeah sure, hey yeah I probably have the perfect plane for you," Chris said taking her to the small aircraft, as Indiana fell behind.

* * * * *

    Chris and Maya sat at the controls, and then Indiana sat in the back tipping his hat over his head as he began to drift to sleep. As the plane began to take off into the air, Maya walked to the back and was able to shift around some boxes and things to block the others view and began changing from her casual clothes to her 'adventure gear'. She then took a large belt which had a gun holster attached and hooked it around her waist. She had long somewhat curly black hair, her hips swayed as she walked, and her eyes were thoughtful and dazzling, she had long tanned legs, which were strong since she had been working for the secret service, although that was something she was longing to forget.

    Maya threw Indiana's hat off his head and shook him awake, "Indiana you can go change now," she then walked back to the cockpit.

    Indiana began changing into his 'Indy gear. After changing he went back to sleep preparing his mind and body for what was awaiting.

* * * * *

    "Okay this is the area, I can't exactly tell though," Maya said, she was holding a small torn map.

    "Okay look there isn't a landing area anywhere near here, or a place we could even get close to landing there's too much bush, you'll have to jump,"

    "Yeah, sure where are the packs," Maya said looking at Chris, she began to stuff the map into her pocket.

    Chris looked back into the end of the plane then pointed "In the back the large compartment." He began pointing to a small steel compartment.

    "Okay I'll wake Jones" she bent over and kissed Chris goodbye. His eyes opened wide, and glowed. She picked the hat from Indy's face, "Jones" she hit the side of his head with the hat, "Jones we have to jump," he jumped to his feet, shaking his head.

    "What, what happened," Indiana jumped up clutching his whip.

    "We have to jump" Maya said putting her pack on, and handing him his.

    "Why," he asked, putting the pack on his back opening the door.

    Chris shouted from the controls "Listen you'll have to jump now or we'll have missed our drop-off point" Chris shouted turning back to his plane.

    Maya shouted "No time" and pushed Indiana Jones out the door, with her following behind.

    The air beat against Indiana's face as he was flying through the clouds. His arms were outstretched, he couldn't tell if he was supposed to pull the string yet, he finally made the decision, he yanked the string. He suddenly felt himself falling lighter in the air, he was able to open his eyes, he looked to the side, and he could see Maya's chute. He then hit the ground. His legs ached from the impact. A few minutes later he saw Maya land. He ran to her helping her to her feet.

    "Okay now we" she took a deep breath, "now we need to get to the cave, you might want me to lead the way Jones. As I have been studying and examining this jungle for a long time preparing myself for this." She said as she took the map from her pocket and started walking off into the jungle. They walked for several minutes surveying the land around them, it was filled with trees and shrubbery and wild plants and animals, and they also encountered some skulls. And human remains, the skulls were laying there looking horrified as they slowly decomposed. Indiana didn't have time to date or examine them, he just kept following Maya, and finally she led him to the entrance of the cave. The place was overgrown with mold and mildew. Its entrance was covered in spider webs, as they walked trough the cave they took extreme cautiousness. Watching every step they, took watching the walls for any cracks or holes, spiders scurried across the ground as they walked deeper into the cave, as they went deeper they saw skulls. Some had what looked to be extremely old robes and clothes. Indiana began looking at them; there was something he couldn't figure out. "Hold it" Indiana whispered. He began looking at one of the skeletons. He began examining it; it was wearing modern clothes, boot's hat and a shirt. Only there was one odd thing about it, as far as Indiana could tell it looked to be hundreds of years old, yet this had clothes of modern day. "There's something wrong here" Indiana grumbled.

    "Why, what's wrong," Maya whispered to Indiana, as she proceeded into the cave

    "Nothing let's go on," Indiana said as he tried to conceal what he had seen, he began to lead through the cave not knowing what was about to happen.

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