You don’t have to do that. “Am I in the future?”
She nodded. Beeg What was she doing? Was that a light? He directed the beam upwards and saw that the top had been sheared and splintered leaving only a blackened stump remaining with the junction box looking completely destroyed. “Where the hell are you, Harry?” he muttered to himself. Far from it, Future girl. Except there was no parachute. Quickly, she dropped down onto her seat and strapped herself in. Then I drew my first breath and groaned out loud as the oxygen expanded my lungs against my rib-cage making every muscle stretch and ache.
