SPLASH! Vincent found himself treading on the river, helplessly, as a group of men watched him from the bridge. People! he thought. He treaded towards them, having no idea what was happening. "Where am I?" he muttered to himself. After he managed to swim

SPLASH!
Vincent found himself treading on the river, helplessly, as a group of men watched him from the bridge.
People! he thought.
He treaded towards them, having no idea what was happening.
"Where am I?" he muttered to himself.
After he managed to swim to the shore, he stared at the men in utter confusion.
They looked like they were Chinese, but if they were, they did not look like the people back in 2022. They wore straw hats and thin shirts.
Vincent was about to ask them where he was, when.
“SHOO, SHOO! GET OUT OF ‘ERE, YER IDJITS!” shouted a man
The band of men walked away from the man. He was holding a pan and looked more like a farmer.
“Well, that was rude. Never mind. Er, where am I?” asked Vincent.
“Oh, we’re in Nundle, Australia,” he said. “Looking for any gold?”
“Gold?”
“Yeah, haven’t yer heard? It’s the gold rush, year’s 1854,”
Oh, boy, Vincent thought. Now I find myself in the gold rush…