"Stop!!!" Petrichor screamed at the man. "No, no, not now; you won't stop me, not when I am this close." He responded moving quickly and hit codes rapidly into a keyboard. Xaviere looked at the man with mixed feelings. It was pity and at the same time admiration. Within fractions of a second, he thought about this man, the sacrifices he must have made, the time and effort he put into this scientific miracle. Judging from his appearance, our scientist have not been outside in days. The walls were filled with scribblings of equations and formulas. Xaviere thought about the failures and the experiments. He thought about the mockery this man must have faced amongst the other physicists. To them, Time travel was a myth. It was just scientists using their imagination and being sucked into pos

