The Chronicles of Draylon Read Free

could hardly believe it; the language was that of an alien race long since deceased, Draylon stepped back with astonishment at what had just transpired.
    Draylon went over to sit with Paul for a while. They both just sat there looking at the ocean. Draylon broke the silence.
    â€œI’m enjoying my time here, thank you! This is a beautiful view point.”
    â€œIt is nice, I spend quite a lot of my time in the evenings looking out at the ocean.”
    â€œWould you mind if I tagged along with you whilst I’m here on Easter Island? It’s good to have company.” Draylon smiled and patted Paul on the back.
    â€œNo problem, we should be getting back now though, some of us have to work tomorrow.” Paul smiled and patted Draylon on the back too.
    Paul dropped Draylon off at The Moai Inn and arranged to meet up again the next day at five p.m. and then Paul headed off home. Draylon purchased a couple of energy drinks from the vending machine inside his hotel, then went to his room and sat up in bed thinking whilst sipping on his drink. The tablet he found inside of the large Moai indicated that another alien race had visited Earth, and quite possibly had something to do with the building of the Moai about the island. What intrigued Draylon the most though, was that the tablet gave coordinates to a site in South America, in Peru, on the plain of Nazca. Draylon was excited. He hoped he was on the brink of a huge discovery. He wondered if he could persuade Paul to come with him, they were going to need more money though if he was to come. Draylon had a plan.
    Draylon woke the next day and decided he’d go for a run. His human side loved physical activity. He never had any jogging bottoms so he ran in one of his pairs of jeans and a grey T-shirt. His trainers were fine though. Draylon, being a hybrid, genetically modified in a lab, had exceptional human gifts; his strength, speed, agility, reflexes and all five senses were well above that of any other human being on Earth. He decided to run for ten kilometres. He loved the feeling of exertion. After the first mile, his aerobic system kicked in and he was running faster and faster. His breathing adapted and slowed, and he felt invincible. It gave him time to clear the cobwebs, metaphorically speaking, and he was feeling charged and energised. He saw his hotel come back into view and he made a sprint finish. He eased to a stop and his breathing slowed to normal in just a couple of seconds.
    Draylon decided to take a shower and freshen up a little. He then washed his clothing in the bathroom sink and hung it outside to dry. He was starting to feel a little hungry and so put on another pair of his favourite jeans, a grey T-shirt and trainers and decided to have a look around town to see what other shops were about. He found a tiny shop that sold newspapers, snacks and refreshments; it was called Alonzo’s. Draylon found two of his favourite energy drinks and decided on a ploughman’s sandwich, after carefully reading its label to see its ingredients.
    The store man was Spanish-speaking, which Draylon understood perfectly. He could speak all languages of the Earth, old and new. A lot of Draylon’s knowledge of the Earth and its languages was downloaded. Alien technology allows for the brain to be stimulated and a lot of information passed into it quickly and easily. He had an exceptional ability to learn and retain information anyway, but the technology on his own planet could further enhance that on a massive scale. Draylon paid for his refreshments, and thanked the shopkeeper. Before he managed to leave the shop, he found himself drinking some of his favourite drink, he imagined he was getting some kind of addiction to it; he smiled to himself and left the shop.
    It was five p.m. Paul met Draylon outside of the supermarket. He suggested that they go for a walk to the sea just outside of the town. He wanted some fresh air after being cooped up all