The Dimension Travel Trilogy: A Three Part Science Fiction And Fantasy Novel

by Pidoriano, Joseph

  They are standing there instead of putting their hands up like I am ordering them to."

  The sergeant said, "Yes." The of

  ficer ran up to Iron Steel and

  Tom Jackson, and pushed them down to the ground. When he pushed them down to the ground, Tom yelled, "Hey, what the hell!?" The officer said, "Well, you should not have resisted arrest!" Tom said, "What do you mean I've resisted arrest!?" The officer said like a smart aleck, "Well, if you put your hands up, you wouldn't have been pushed to the ground." Tom said, "I am going to tell the fellow officers and they will put you in the slammer house." The officer said, "Well we officers have a camaraderie, and we keep everything a secret."

  Tom said, "Not if it gets released into the media." The of ficer

  said, "Like the media really cares. Granted, the media is very good at the fabrication of lies, slander, and stupidity but when it comes to situations with officers, the media shall never lie. Anyway, you two are under arrest. Let's go." The officer grabbed the two men and put them in the car. He told them "You two are not going to get away with this." He started to drive the car to the police station on Westward Street. Westward Street was the block with multiple civic buildings.

  The first building was the mayor's house, then the conference house, police station, fire station, and hospital. The conference house was one level with a thirty four foot ceiling. The walls were white and the rooftop was green. It looked as though it dated back to the 1700's when it was only built in 1935.

  Adjacent to the conference house was the mayor's house. The mayor lived in a ranch house yet the house looked like a church when it was seen from Westward Street. The mayor's house had a yellow cladding façade. There was a church like building that was actually a conference building and catering building. The fire house was all brick with a garage and a sign with words in capital lettering that read CALIFORNIA COUNTY FIRE DEPT. Adjacent to the fire house was the police station. When the police car arrived with Iron Steel and Tom Jackson, they were brought to the booking area. Iron said, "Why is this happening?" Tom said, "Well, look what you did?" Iron said, "Shut up!" The officer in the booking area said, "Next two!" Iron Steel and Tom Jackson were escorted by the officer who arrested them to the booking area.

  Tom said, "Well, lady, how does this process happen?" The officer in the booking area was a female. She told Tom, "What business is it of yours?" Tom said, "It is my business. I am being booked. I have a problem with what you are doing!" She said, "Too bad." The officer who arrested the two grabbed hold of Tom Jackson's arm and he (Tom) said, "How can you do this? Who do you think you are to do this?" The officer said, "I am the constable! Now I am going to

  fingerprint you." Tom resisted at

  first and then the officer

  threatened him with an additional charge of resisting arrest.

  The of

  ficer fingerprinted the bold Tom Jackson and hand cuffed him to a chair. Next the officer fingerprinted Iron Steel. Iron was told to stay in the fingerprinting area by the officer. Tom went over to his friend. He was escorted by the officer to where his friend Iron was waiting and both were placed by the booking photo wall.

  The wall had markings for height measurements. Iron was measured at six foot five inches tall and his friend Tom was measured at six foot eight inches. From there both friends were escorted to a holding cell.

  This was where they would get a box of snacks to hold them for the evening. The holding cell was about twenty feet by fifteen feet. When the two friends arrived the officer nastily pushed them into the cell.

  The officer said, "Hope you enjoy your night here because it is going to be a long evening." It was eleven thirty in the evening. Iron said, "Well, this is hell! There's no bed, no TV, and no windows to the great outdoors. Instead, because of my wrongdoing, we are in the stony lonesome."

  Tom said, "Well, we might be able to be freed. Or, at least, I will be able to be free when everyone knows I am innocent." Iron said, "You know, you are very self-centered. Remember, earlier today, when I said that I am questioning our friendship? Well, this time, I mean it. If I am going down you should help me instead of having such a strong disregard for me. I know I did something absolutely stupid and uncalled for, however, I am going to look at myself in the mirror and make a change." Tom replied, "I am angry at you, and I will always be angry at you." He started pacing back and forth in the cell, while Iron sat in the chair sulking. The officer came in with a box of bagged potato chips. He told them, "Chow down, Maggots!"

  Iron said, "That of

  ficer is treating us like we're not even

  human beings." Tom replied, "Well, we wouldn't be dealing with nasty officers if you didn't commit this crime or act of stupidity! We wouldn't be in this ugly, gray cinderblock stony lonesome if you didn't commit your crime! We wouldn't even be sitting on benches! But, because of your stupid plan, we ended up here! Now, tomorrow, we will go to the bail hearing. I hope that we are eligible for bail." Iron said, "I hope so too." It was twelve o' clock in the morning and the lights in the police station turned off. Iron said, "I don't know about you. But, I am going to get some shuteye for tomorrow morning."

  Tom said, "How can I fall asleep when we might be here for the next few years?" Iron said, "Just go to sleep."

  The two friends fell asleep on two different, hard, cold wooden benches. An alarm noise sounded at five o' clock. An officer came into the holding cell. The two friends had bloodshot eyes and woke up. Tom asked, "Now, why do you have to wake us up so early?" The officer said, "Well, well, well. That's jailhouse life. You are going to get up early." Tom replied, "We are not even in jail. We didn't go before a judge. Granted, this feels like jail though." The officer said, "Well, you are most likely going to go to jail after you see the judge." Tom continued, "Well, I hope not." The officer said, "I will get you breakfast." The officer walked away from the holding cell and Iron told Tom, "I hope that those donkeys won't serve us slop." Tom said with an attitude, "Most likely they will." Iron asked, "Should we eat from the garbage that they might be serving us?" Tom answered, "Well genius, does slop come from the garbage?”

  Iron said, "Probably does. Then, we shall go on a hunger strike." After, he said that, the officer came in and brought over two trays of slop. The officer said, "Bon Appetite, enjoy." The officer said that in a snooty manner. The officer walked out of the cell. Tom said, "That officer was an arrogant snot." Iron asked, "What should we do with this?" Tom said, "Well, I can assure you that I am not eating this gruel." Iron replied sarcastically, "Well, I guess, I can walk out of the cell and ask if I can throw it out."

  Tom said, "No bang on the window to get the of

  ficer's

  attention." Iron said, "If I get in more trouble, I will tell the judge that you did the stupid act." Iron went to the front end of the cell and started banging on the cell window to get the attention of one of the officers. One of the officers ran over to the cell. He opened the door and said, "What's wrong, what's wrong, what's wrong?" Iron said, "Nothing's wrong. Can I throw out the food?" The officer said, "Why, sure you can!" As Iron was asking him, the officer was contacted on his walkie-talkie and the walkie-talkie said, "Cell no. 3 detainees are to leave their cell and enter a squad car." The officer looked up and said to Iron and Tom, "You have to leave your cell. Will you two come over here?" Tom said, "Sure."

  The two "friends" came over to the of

  ficer and the officer

  placed them in handcuffs. The officer told them, "You two are going to court for your bail hearing." He escorted them past the booking area and into the car. They were on their way to the court house.

  While in the car, Iron said, "I hope that we make bail because after all, I committed a minor act." Tom said, "I hope that I don't have to be placed on trial because I didn't do anything wrong. I was placed in this situation because of you. I shouldn't even be friends with you."

  The officer said, "Don't fight like this in the court room. It will cause you two to
be in double trouble. And that wouldn't be good, would that?" Tom and Iron synchronously said to the officer, "No sir.”

  The of

  ficer continued the conversation as they were on their way to the court room. The officer asked, "Is it okay if I ask why you are here? Don't worry you are not compelled to answer. I will keep this conversation between the three of us." Iron said to Tom, "Should I tell the officer what happened?" Tom answered, "Well, if he promised that he would keep it confidential. Why not?" Iron said, "Okay." Then, he told the officer, "I am in here for shoplifting." The officer said, "Really? For shoplifting? What did you steal?" Iron answered, "I stole...." He paused and the Officer interrupted and said, "Well, What did you steal? Candy?”

  Iron said, "No. I stole something more important than candy. I stole 3 silencer machines." The officer said, "Is the silencer machine something that you would see in a counselor's office?" Iron answered, "Yup." The officer said in shock, "You stole that?! That ain’t good.

  You are in for a rude awakening." Iron nervously asked, "What do you mean I am in for a rude awakening?" The officer said, "You will be in jail for a very long time." Iron started shaking.

  Then he said, "How long of

  ficer?" The officer said, "Ten to

  Twenty Years." Iron yelled nervously, "Ten to Twenty Years?! That is more than half of my life!" The officer said with a smile, "Oh. I am just kidding." Iron said, "Well, why did you scare me like that then?"

  The officer answered, "Well, I am just trying to teach you a lesson that’s all. Now, why did you shoplift?" Iron answered, "To not let anybody know what I was doing." The officer asked, "Well, what exactly were you doing that nobody could know about?" Iron answered, "I was going to travel into different dimensions.”

  The of

  ficer replied, "Well, that sounds crazy. How can you dimension travel?" Iron said, "It is complicated to explain." The officer said, "Well, I hope you can get a light sentence." Iron said, "I hope so too." The trio arrived at the courthouse. The courthouse was a brick building that had a bell tower. The bell tower had white cladding. The two "friends" were escorted by the officers and were brought into the courthouse lobby. The courthouse lobby had marble flooring. As they walked onto the flooring, they were stopped by two court officers. Tom said to one of them, "Well, what are you doing?"

  The court officer said, "I am making sure you have no weapons." Iron Steel and Tom Jackson walked through metal detectors. After that, two wooden doors with wooden squares opened.

  They walked into the courtroom with nervous appearances on their faces. The courtroom didn’t have a crowd. The ones who were present were a judge, a grand jury, a courthouse officer, the public defender, and the prosecutor. Iron and Tom were escorted to the defendant's seat. The public defender was Michael Ryans. Michael Ryans defended multiple misdemeanor criminals. Because the friends’ crimes were misdemeanors, they would have been easy for Michael Ryans to defend. Attorney Ryans said, "What did you commit?" Iron answered, "Shoplifting." Attorney Ryans replied, "Really? That kind of a crime?" Attorney Ryans then asked Tom, "What did you commit?' Tom answered, "I am considered to be guilty by association." Attorney Ryans asked, "Where were you when your friend's crime was committed?" Tom answered, "I was asleep."

  Attorney Ryans said, "Now, the judge is going to call the hearing. Be quiet." Both Steel and Jackson sat at the defendant's desk with their hands folded. Judge Biller came out. Judge Biller was a bald, old man.

  Judge Biller said, "What case is this?" The court of ficer said,

  "This is the case of the People of California County vs. Iron Steel and Tom Jackson." Judge Biller directed his first question toward Iron Steel, "What are you here for?" Iron said, "Shoplifting." The judge asked Tom Jackson, "And what are you here for?" Tom answered, "Guilty by association." The judge said, "Very well then. Now, we shall make the oath. All people present in the court room are to put their right elbows on their left hand. Now, you will reiterate the oath that has been passed off in courtroom history from century to century.

  I will now read the words and you will reiterate them."

  Everyone present in the courtroom put their right elbows on their left hands and say, "I solemnly swear to tell the whole truth and nothing but the truth. And I will not act in contempt of court when I am trying to get the truth across. If I violate this oath, I will be held accountable for my actions." The judge said, "So this is the bail hearing. Any words to be said from the prosecution or the defense?

  The defense said, "One of my defendants knows he's innocent." The judge asked, "Well, who would that be?" The defense attorney said, "Tom Jackson.”

  The judge asked, "Whoever is Tom Jackson is to raise their hand." Tom raised his hand. The judge said, "I will let you go if your co-defendant proves that you are innocent. Now, the co-defendant next to you will stand up." Iron stood up and Judge Biller said, "Who are you?" Iron said, "Iron Steel." Judge Biller replied, "That's a weird name. Prove to me that your friend was innocent." Iron said, "Here is my testimony to prove my friend's innocence. My friend was sleeping on the couch at home when I unlawfully took the silencer machines at Mark Williams's Drug Store. I shouldn't have committed the crime, and unfortunately, when I was apprehended earlier, my friend was with me and my friend was charged with guilty by association." Judge Biller said, "Your story is believable.”

  Judge Biller directed himself towards Tom, "You can go free.

  Go to the back of the court room." Now directing his questions regarding Iron Sreel, Judge Biller said to Prosecutor Jones, "Do you believe bail is necessary?" The prosecutor said, "No." Judge Biller asked, "Why?" The prosecutor said like a smart aleck, "That's my job." Judge Biller said, "Whether you like it or not, because this defendant is honest and sincere, he will be free on five dollars bail.

  The defendant will give the court the money right now." Iron said to the defense attorney, "Do you have five dollars?" Attorney Ryans said, "Yes. But, you owe me the money back." Iron asked, "When?"

  Attorney Ryans said, "By next week." Iron replied, "Okay." Judge Biller said, "Do you have the bail?" Attorney Ryans gave Iron the money and Iron answered, "Yes your honor." The judge said, "Bailiff, give me the money." Iron gave the bailiff the money and said, "You are free to go. Just stay in California County." Iron said, "Okay." The judge announced, "Next case."

  Iron said to Attorney Ryans, "Thank you." Attorney Ryans replied “Just doing my job." Iron said, "That was also very kind of you to lend me the money to pay for bail." Attorney Ryans said, "No problem." They walked out of the courtroom. Tom said to his friend, "Whatever." Attorney Ryans asked Tom, "Where are you going?" Tom answered, "To the Corporate Building." Attorney Ryans asked, "Which Corporate Building are you talking about?" Tom answered “The place that I tried to apply for a job earlier this week." Attorney Ryans persisted and asked, "And where is that?" Tom replied "In the hills." Attorney Ryans said, "As in the California County hills?" Tom said, "Yup." Attorney Ryans continued "Are you going to the Golden Properties Corporate Building?”

  Tom said, "No. I am going to the Cascade Resort Company Corporate Building. It is actually called the 'Cascade Resort Company Corporate Headquarters'." Ryans asked, "Are you returning there to reapply for a job?" Tom said, "Yes." The attorney asked, "What kind of a job?" Tom said, "Well I've got a degree in human resources." The attorney said, "I see - you are the one who gives the hiring recommendations and the firing recommendations to the bosses." Tom said, "Yes, I have the degree to do that." The attorney asked Iron, "Are you going to the Corporate Building also?" Iron said, "I am not too sure. I don't want to be with this one."

  Attorney Ryans asked, "Why?" Iron answered, "The reason why is because he is questioning our friendship." Attorney Ryans said, "Go with your friend." Iron said, "I shall do no such thing." Attorney Ryans said, "Just do what I am saying." Iron replied, "Give me one good reason why I should go with him." Attorney Ryans said, "Do you want to get a fine?" Iron said, "No." Attorney Ryans said, "Just do it.
" Iron clenched his teeth and said, "I dread doing this. But, if I have to, I will." Attorney Ryans started walking to his Lamborghini, and said, "If you need anything, here is my business card. Don't lose it.

  Bye now!"

  Iron said, "See you soon." Tom said, "I would dread working with you." Iron said, "What makes you think that I would want to work with you?" Tom answered, "Well, it is not like I want to work with you either." Iron said, "And I don't want to work with you. But, I guess I have to." Tom said, "So I guess that it is off to the Corporate Building." Iron and Tom started to walk the thirteen stairs of the California County Courthouse. It was one thirty in the afternoon and they went to Gold Shack for lunch. Gold Shack was a fast food restaurant in the county of California, New York. This place had five star service which is very good service for a fast food restaurant as most fast food restaurants don’t have five star service at all.

  Chapter 4: The Second Trouble, The Corporate Building, and Iron and Tom going into the wormhole

  People are often doomed to get themselves into a lot of trouble. People have been known as repeat offenders with the law; non-listeners, consistently disobedient. However, some people walk into places that are made to look good, and are really the land of trouble. Then, there are places that are actually good places. The people that visit them are troublemakers. These trouble makers ended up in trouble prior to the arrival at a good destination. Trouble is everywhere in this book. Sometimes with the trouble comes possible perks. In this chapter one will learn that people bring trouble to themselves and another person causes trouble for them.