Pilot witness

I was on the run for murder. I killed two people in a VW Beetle, and buried the whole car under a tree in my friend's yard. They found the remains during a barbecue, and I took off running. I ended up hiding in the local museum. While there, I uncovered an ancient artifact that allowed me to summon a flying machine from a long extinct civilization. I shimmied up a long climbing rope to board the craft. The contraption was made of countless white ropes all knotted together to form hammocks and nets. The ropes were all suspended from a hot air balloon above. There were multiple levels of hammocks, but they were all fairly small. It was a little dizzying to be climbing around on nothing but ropes, while hundreds of feet above the earth. I was amazed that this thing had survived since ancient times. Just as I was considering this, I realized I was not alone. The ship had a caretaker. He was a robot who looked almost human, but very leathery, with pockmarks that revealed shiny metal beneath his skin. He was programmed to maintain the craft and pilot it according to my instructions. I could not move very much in the precarious hammocks and nets, so I had to lie still and order him around. I instructed him to take us up to 2000 feet, so we would not be able to hear any sound from the earth below. I wanted perfect silence to enter a meditative hibernation state. My robot butler would climb down the rope to bring me food and news from the earth below. After years of hibernating in seclusion from the world, my butler told me that I needed to return to civilization. My girlfriend was getting married to a man who wanted to use her for his political schemes. Together, my butler and I foiled their schemes, and in the process, found out that I had been framed for the murders. We uncovered a conspiracy involving several powerful families who used my friends as agents on the inside. Over the course of an amazing adventure, we cleared my name, and rescued the girl.