Chapter Forty-EightLam and Ryan were running down a hall. Lam was leading the way. “I need to know, is it true?” Ryan asked and Lam had no idea what he was talking about. “You're going to have to, you know, make more sense. “A time machine,” Ryan said and Lam stopped in his tracks. “Uh, No. No one has a time machine,” he said and shrugged. “Where did you get this idea from?” he asked.
“Someone mentioned it. It sounded like it was a cool thing and I kind of wanted to see what the past looked like” Ryan said and Lam looked around. “This is the past as far as you're concerned. This is one of the last remaining intact things that people ever made. Are you impressed?” Lam asked.
“Yeah, this is pretty cool. Too bad I couldn't be here for other reasons,” he replied. Lam shook his head. “Come on
