I’m Steven McTroy, who has the pleasure of organizing these contests.”
His photos littered the place, so surely I should have recognized him, but since I had entered the contest through an intermediary, I hadn’t had a chance to speak to him in person until then. Once the competitor reaches the limit in the past, he pulls out his pistol and fires the radioactive marker into the famous Yorkshire granite cliff that has remained unchanged for tens of millions of years. It seems that the scientists calculated the exact time of the arrival of the alien germs. He looked familiar, but I didn’t know where to take it, so, realizing my confusion, he introduced himself:
“I thought you knew me! As I neared the predicted time, the bike’s time speed dropped, and according to the software, the scale automatically scaled to thousands of years per second this time. I hastily snapped a few photos, then, because I could feel the elastic cords of time tightening, I bent down and picked up the double cone, holding it tightly in my