STORY:
He awakes, covered in quite a thick layer of dust. Quite clearly suffering from some form of memory loss, this man begins to look around, eyes blurry, almost sticky in feeling. There's bodies around the town. The town is hot but cloudy, confusing him further. His last memory is that of America, talking to a friend called Neville. "Oh, you're nothing like the the Coroner I know." Neville took that as a compliment, assuming it was because Neville was funny, but the man knew it was clearly due to Neville's American accent.
Coming back to what seems to be the present for the moment, he feels the need to head inside a nearby building. "Mr Hyde" seems to be the only reference he can remember for your location, but that seems so unimportant for the moment, as he can barely lift his feet to walk. Where he stood now seemed a place of luxury. Where one comes to watch. There's a sign, but he can not make any sense of it, since part had been destroyed, leaving nothing but "Kino?to?en". Quite prominent, he finds the stairs leading to the front, where all eyes would see, upon which there was a note. Upon further inspection of the note, apart from it being in a format alien to him, he could make out who wrote it. A certain Doctor Edward R.
Becoming quite receptive of this almost post apocalyptic surroundings, he reaches for what he knows causes damage, and finds a weapon which needs a mechanic operating each time it's used. Inscribed on the side is L.E 303.
A slight chuckle greets him at the inscription, as it seems it's made for him. He picks the weapon up, unaware of its weight. He lurches over and mutters with frustration, "This is beneath me, I never carry mine personally."
Weapon in hand, he follows the path to a nearby exit. However, something catches his eye - a slight glisten. He turns to try and work out what his eyes are telling him. This weapon on the floor seems like the natives have made it, much like the one he holds. It is operated with a mechanic, holds 5 and seems to be the standard. Above the object, written in what is hoped to be non bodily fluid, is "penal was here". Apart from its blatant apparent absence of actual information, it seems unimportant.
In a timid manner he approaches the glowing armament and touches it. He felt catapulted. He had been shot, but he was the bullet and time was the entity landing somewhere unknown to him yet shouting "I'm Home!". It was the weapon; it was the key.
SIDE NOTE:
The puzzle is to work out the missing pieces of information using your detective skills, to deduce the answers using logic and maybe a hint of help from the puzzling community. Every clue is made ensuring you do not need to be an expert programmer, physicist or mathematician. If you believe you are on the right track confirm with Google. Its your friend! I don't want the puzzle to be limited to those with higher education, therefore all the information is based upon deducing its reason for being there rather than knowing its equation, genetic make up or what it looks like in Java script.
If you get an answer from other people's post it would be kind to credit them in the answer so we know who's answer for which question is most popular or considered right.
Let us rather build a community on puzzling in all its aspects rather than invoking a stigma on the new guys for poor quality. If we didn't have poor quality we wouldn't have good.
QUESTIONS:
What is the man's name?
What was his job at the time?
Where is his home?
Who are the Penal?
What were the 2 weapons names?
What year in time was he taken to?
What was the building he entered?
What time period was this from?
Even with the time difference, how would he know his home?
