I tried not to worry.
Mark took ten years to build one machine.
I was wrong.
I woke up tied to a chair in Mark’s lab.
A delivery guy had knocked me out
く
“Sarah, we’ll go back. We’ll be together.”
Mark touched the time machine.
“Mark, you’re crazy! I’m not going back!” I
struggled.
Ryan sat quietly.
“Mom, you’ll be my mom again.”
I watched Mark start the machine.
He lit a fire in the lab.
The machine glowed.
I was sunk.
Mark smiled.
He touched the machine, but the light went
out.
“What’s wrong? A malfunction?” He was
worried.
