After much research and simulations, they were able to pinpoint the exact time and place where life had begun on Earth, and I was going to travel to the calculated time, take pictures and see what I would find there: a meteorite filled with the seeds of life or a space probe launched by aliens. Actually, I say “when I met her” wrong, because she was the one who sought me out after hearing from her classmates about my past excursions. As I expected, it took several days for her absence to be noticed and, after studying the time-travel charts, they inevitably reached me. It was huge, had over a mega of chronowath and equipped with pretty much everything one would want for someone set on haunting through time. I wanted to get away as quickly as possible and I accelerated with all the speed given by the five hundred revs of the newly acquired chronomotocycle. On the appointed day, I put on my space suit, waited until all its functions had been checked, then climbed into
