There was water all around me. An immense ocean that my locator couldn’t recognize. Either the device itself was wrong or I stumbled across a part of our blue planet that was completely unknown to everyone. To think that with our technology and scientific development we weren’t able to figure out that there was an ice wall on the southern hemisphere and that Antarctica was it, it was beyond comprehension. Was it possible that I single-handedly discovered something so significant for humanity? Was I a new Columbus? I certainly felt like that. Yet, there was still more to investigate. I couldn’t just stay there in bewilderment and wonder about our technological failures. I had to cross the ocean and see what lied on the other side.
My vehicle hadn’t failed me and I knew it wouldn’t fail me then. I didn’t know how long I had to sail the ocean but I supposed it wouldn’t last forever. I had to meet the land at some point, whether it would be the other end of the great ice wall or the alleged new continent. There was no third option. I had enough food and clear water for a long time. I had prepared well.
For more than a week, I couldn’t see anything but water around me. I didn’t know where I was going but my navigation was straight and steady. After 10 or so days, I finally saw land in the distance. I still didn’t know what I was looking at. It wasn’t white to indicate snow and Antarctica, but then again, from the distance, I couldn’t distinguish colors well. It was only when I got closer to it that I established that it wasn’t ice and snow. I felt ecstatic. There was a great chance that I had just found a new continent! The feeling was unbelievable. Still, because I was an explorer and not a mere amateur, I first had to see to believe.
It didn’t take me long to reach the shore. Once I was there, I could definitely establish that it wasn’t Antarctica, or at least that it wasn’t what I thought Antarctica would be. It was land, a cliff part earth part stone. I could see some vegetation on top of the cliff, so there was definitely life there. Because it was a cliff, it was difficult for me to disembark. My vehicle was good, but it wasn’t designed to go over cliffs. I had to find another way. I didn’t know if I should turn left or right until I had found a safe place to move my vehicle on the ground. I had to trust my guts and more importantly my luck, so I decided to go right. It took me some time to go that way, to the point of questioning my decision to turn right instead of left. Maybe left was a shorter distance before I reached something that wasn’t a cliff. I didn’t know and I couldn’t afford to change my mind now. After all, there was a greater chance of doubling the time of travel than to just continue going in the direction I initially chose.
After some time, I’d finally reached something resembling a beach shore. I said “resembling” because it wasn’t really a beach shore. There was something on the ground that looked like sand but it was green, like moss, but it was granulated in texture. I’ve never seen anything like that.
I started moving my vehicle on the land. The sound of moving across that granulated moss (for the lack of a better word) was similar to that of walking on the snow. I thought to myself that maybe on this unknown continent that was what snow looked like – it was green. Then I remembered that those two strangers the poster met were talking about the great ice wall, meaning that ice and snow for them were the same it was for us. This green ground was something else.
My vehicle soon entered a forest that was populated with trees we had on the other side of the ice wall. I couldn’t distinguish any difference between their forests and ours. While I was traveling through the forest I heard birds singing and I knew there were animals on this continent, too. Whether these were any wild animals that would attack me, that I didn’t know. If there were ones, luckily I didn’t see any.
As I was approaching the edge of the forest, I saw lights. They weren’t natural lights but man-made. I knew I was approaching some kind of settlement – a city or a smaller town.