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| I've done it! I've invented a drive that will exceed the speed of light, and in doing so will return youth to us. Thanks to relativity, we will complete this trip younger than we are now. | |
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| Sir, are you sure this is wise? | |
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| Woo-hoo, It works! Here we are back at home sweet earth, 42 years ago. I'll make a killing betting on the World Series. I'm going to beam down. | |
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| DANGER! DANGER, WILL ROBINSON! | |
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Danger indeed. For the drive's use had aged Earth into a lifeless husk.
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| To whomever created the Law of Conservation of Time in this universe: DAMN YOU! DAMN YOU ALL TO HELL! | |
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| Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses yearning to be free ... | |
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