Being the one who made the time machine, I spent a lot of time in the lab, feeling both happy and sad as I worked. Every little thing I did, from tightening screws to figuring out algorithms, was a step into the unknown.
The moment for the first trip was getting closer. My heart was racing, filled with excitement and nerves. I made sure everything on the control panel was just right ;the date, the location. I picked a time not too far back, just a decade ago, to keep things safe.
I walked into the room, a shiny chamber filled with sensors and screens. The door closed behind me, and I felt like I was surrounded by metal and light. I took a deep breath, my fingers trembling as I hovered over the activation key. This was it. Everything I’d worked for depended on this moment.
I pressed the button, and the machine hummed to life. The lights flickered, and the air seemed to shimmer. My vision blurred as time itself twisted around me.
It felt like time was both slowing down and speeding up at the same time. I felt a bit disoriented, like I wasn’t quite in the present. Then, suddenly, everything stopped. The machine stabilized, and I realized I’d been holding my breath.
The door opened, and I stepped out into a world that looked both familiar and strange. My wrist device confirmed I’d landed exactly ten years in the past. I felt a rush of emotions ;relief, joy, pride. But then it hit me, the weight of what I’d done the power I now held.
I took a moment to gather myself, reminding myself of the responsibility that came with this. This was just the beginning. There was still so much to do, so much to learn. But for now, I let myself enjoy the moment.
Standing there, I knew things would never be the same.I started to do the last check-ups before I was out of my machine.
And then, as I checked the systems again, I realized my mistake , I’d gone fifty years into the future, not ten years into the past.