In the works of HG Wells, The War of the Worlds and The Time Machine; these were claimed to be his greatest published novels. The fictional invasion of Earth in 1895 by aliens from Mars was depicted in War of the Worlds, while in The Time Machine the creation was a time machine to travel to the past and present ( many books, par. Wells referred to the first appearance of an alien in the novel War of the Worlds as being considered the first time travel in The Time Machine. “A large rounded grayish mass, perhaps the size of a bear, rose slowly and painfully out of the cylinder. As it inflated and caught the light, it gleamed like wet leather. Two large dark eyes stared at me. There was a mouth under the eyes, the lipless edge of which quivered, panted, and dropped saliva” (Wells, 20). In The Time Machine, the time traveler “challenges” a widely held notion of time (Doyle). This part of the novel shows the intelligence of HG Wells and how he anticipated the future life. Quote: “There is no difference between time and any of the three dimensions of space, except that our consciousness moves along it” (Wells, 4). HG Wells was one of the founding fathers of science fiction and deeply dedicated his creations to the science fiction community. Wells was a great science fiction writer of the 20th century; he brought great mysterious ideas to the culture of science fiction since in his writing Anticipation (1901), he anticipated what the world would be like in the 21st century (Merriman, par. 7). He also believed that by the time the year two thousand arrived there would have been efficient aircraft, as well as the visual creation of the process of accelerating radioactive decay; produce bombs that will explode without more...... middle of paper ......Then I noted the clock. A moment before it seemed like it was about ten minutes past ten; It was now almost half past three! I inhaled, gritted my teeth, grabbed the start lever with both hands and took off with a thud. The laboratory became foggy and became dark. Mrs. Watchett entered and walked, apparently without seeing me, towards the garden gate. I guess it took her about a minute to get across the place, but to me she seemed to zip across the room like a rocket. I pushed the lever to its extreme position. Night came like the extinguishing of a lamp, and soon the next day arrived. The laboratory grew dim and foggy, then dimmer and dimmer. Tomorrow the night came dark, then the day again, the night again, the day again, faster and faster. A swirling murmur filled my ears, and a strange, mute confusion descended into my mind. » (Wells, 2).