The Train is my on-the-blockchain novella written in 16 installments. Links to all of the installments are found below: Installment 1 - Abduction Installment 2 - Teetok Installment 3 - Ally Installment

It was dark. Bob stood perfectly still, waiting for his eyes to adjust. Listening intently, he thought he heard breathing. As he waited, he realized it wasn't totally dark. A faint light became apparant,

It took him most of the day to descend to the valley floor. Reaching the cabin in the late afternoon, he took a short nap and then made himself an early supper. After eating, he sat in the rocking chair

Once again following the small stream, Bob made his way up into the foothills. Passing by the knoll he had climbed earlier, he continued up the canyon from which the brook issued, listening to the the

While breakfast cooked, Bob considered the strange events of the day. He couldn't explain the sudden appearance of the fishing pole, the skillet, and the other items in the cabin. He had a hunch though.

Near the mouth of the stream, a large tree spread its branches over the lake shore. Bob found a likely spot near the tree and opened the tackle box. He had no idea what sort of fish might be in the lake

Standing up, Bob slowly surveyed his surroundings. It was hard to tell in the dark, but he seemed to be in a small glen surrounded by trees. To his right, a path led up a slight hill. Listening to the

The next morning, Bob awoke early and reviewed Ally's schematics. He had decided to see if he could remove the Thingelli interpretation lock. As he pored over the drawings, Ally interrupted his thoughts.

"Suppose you are telling the truth," Bob said. "How do I get back to Earth?"     "You still want to go back?" inquired Teetok.     "Yes, it's my home."     "I

Time passed slowly in the cell. Bob spent it sleeping, eating, doing calisthenics and using Ally to learn more about mnibits, his captors and other aspects of his new environment. Without reference to

At the terminus of teleportation, Bob and his companion found themselves standing on a platform at the end of a long narrow room. Willing his head to stop spinning, Bob realized he was on a train similar

From the beginning, Bob had been angry, and his captors laughed as he forcefully demanded his release. He had felt discouraged, especially at night, as he suffered the discomfort of his cell. On occasion,

Bob passed the next two days exploring the beach town, relaxing and sampling the local culture on Sollis. During that time, he teleported back to the train station once to ask the station manager about

Bob spent several hours playing with the mnibit, trying to discover its capabilities. Ally seemed to be interacting with the electrical signals in his brain. She understood those signals and could also

None of the images Bob had conjured up in his mind had prepared him for the strange sights he had encountered as they made their way to the dining car. Most of the carriages they traversed had been filled

Bob awoke slowly, drifting in and out of consciousness. His head ached and his body felt stiff. Rolling on to his side, he tried to assess his situation. He was indoors, lying on a hard, flat surface that

Bob allowed his bicycle to roll to a stop beneath a lone acacia tree on the side of the road. Resting in its sparse shade, he tugged a water bottle from its cage and drank sparingly. Australia's bleak

I've decided to start an experiment. On Monday, October 30, 2017, I'm going to begin writing a serialized science fiction novel entitled The Train, publishing a few pages on steemit.com every three to