We marched for days across that desolate landscape. I knew that at the end of our journey my death awaited, and my bones would join those of the rest of my crew in uneasy rest far from home.
Appeals to the mercy of my tireless captor would go unheeded. The single baleful eye from which gazed out a vast alien intellect reflected not a glimmer of pity, nor of hope.
Man truly is but an insect beating its wings in an infinite night. Streaks of fire and matter may seem to mark our way through the darkness, but the vast spinning rocks shelter only madness and pain.
Damn. I've got an amputee here who wanted to run the Boston Marathon.
Ooh, tricky.
I mean, I can have him win the thing in his wheelchair, but it would look like the fix is in.
Absolutely. Try compensating in another area. 'Bout two years back, I had a coma victim win the lotto. It wasn't perfect, but at least his kids went to college.
So.... X-ray vision?
Humans aren't cleared for hypersense, Tom. I know you got that reminder email. Just set him up for triple-orgasms and a case review in three years.
Vee vill found zee sousand-year reich, such zat zee world vill tremble- wait, vas is das noise?
HERR HITLER! I am here from the future. I have seen what has come to pass. Your attempt at glory will bring you and countless millions nothing but heartache and death.
Mein Gott! I cannot believe... wait, American?
You will walk away from the chancellorship of Germany NOW.
...und vat can you offer me in return, little future-soldat?
Um, I have a late-model tan civic that you can use when I'm not using it. Also my roomate makes awesome hot chocolate.