Intro: This story is my first new project in over 3 years! I hope you enjoy it. the story follows the man Edward Joseph a Canadian museum worker, who works at the OMUH in Toronto, a fictional museum.The phone rang on an early Thursday morning. I was half asleep when I picked it up to find it was the museum curator calling me, telling me to hurry to the museum for a new find. So I steadily got out of my be, looking terrible as I always do in the morning and changed into my brown suit and blue jeans I wear for work, I then proceeded to quickly get to the Ontario Museum of Unnatural History."I've been waiting an hour for you Edward!", the curator yelled at me as I came through the large glass doors. I quickly apologized and explained that it wasn't exactly the best time to call me to come to work. "Well, let me tell you what I asked you to come here for Edward", he then went on about the OMUH archaeologists discovering an amazing new artifact that they found in countryside of England."And you want me to go and check it's authenticity like always?", he nodded."You leave for London, England tomorrow", he said reassuringly, I simply gasped."Why am I going to England? Don't they send the artifacts usually?", he simply laughed, his large belly shaking with him."Well Edward, according to the head of the project, Miss Annabel Davis, requests that you come there personally since the artifact is too fragile to transport at the moment", he gave me a big grin and a pat the back as he walked past me. "Hope you enjoy London Edward!", he said as he walked out the doors. I simply stood there in awe. I was going to London.I got up at 7:00 to get a drive down to the airport the next day. I didn't have much in my bags except for some clothes and books, but it was still quite heavy. The taxi pulled to a rolling stop I thanked and payed the mustached driver as I got out with my black bags. A wind blew on my face, blowing what little I had of my brown hair around. I walked into the Toronto Airport, and took my seat after getting checked and giving the lady my ticket. I waited an hour until it was time for me to go, so I grabbed my bags and headed over to the plane. Many people had taken their seats by the time I got there and I quickly grabbed my seat, luckily I had nobody sitting next to me, but I did need to deal with a young child kicking my seat. I asked the kid to stop, he simply stuck his tongue out at me, so I consulted his mother."Mam may you ask your child to stop kicking my seat?", she stared at me for a moment blankly after she woke up. To be honest didn't really look like she cared, she then told her child to stop and went back to sleeping. Sadly the child kept kicking my seat all the way to London.