They felt puzzled. How could things develop so eccentrically? This was the person who helped Anderson by sacrificing his time and comfort to help the latter acquire the Time Machine so he could achieve his dreams of winning the science competition, yet. . . this?
Anderson was not the only one in a conundrum. The jigsaw puzzle that was unfolding left everyone dizzy.
“This can't be!” Anderson said over his breath.
“How did you all track me? And what d'you want?!”
“You bastard!” Anderson bellowed, slapping the man's face, impulsively.
The latter staggered back and almost fell. He quickly scurried into the room behind him, wanting to shut the door against them, but the strength of Anderson's push against the door in that level of agitation was extremely improbable in the way that goes wit
