Do you agree that it may be a bad thing to just send the existing files back in time?”“I’m not sure, Sandy. However, I do agree with you that so...ething can’t just exist; it needs to be created. Why?”“I just wanted to confirm that before I open another can of worms. How you go about writing the story and what we do about time travel technology are both related to time travel theory. It seems to me that we all need to understand more about the theory of time travel before we start making. He realised his thoughts were wandering and tried to focus on Frann’s father, yammering as usual. “….in six days. Hardly enough time. My daughter deserves the best! Regardless, we will push on. We shall see you at the signing, then?” Levan answered automatically, “Of course, sir. I look forward to it.” He left as fast as he could without drawing suspicion. He had to get to Calliope, had to confirm their guess was right and the time had come. The sky was full of craft tonight, mostly public. " I managed to mutter to whoever it was that had asked me if I was OK. My eyes weren't focussing properly so I had no idea which one of the staff had seen the state I was in.I sat in a daze in the store-room behind the bar, staring at the scribbled note I was holding in my shaking hand. My mind was going crazy in a maelstrom of emotion as I pondered how I could get out of this fucking disaster. The internal phone ringing made me almost jump out of my skin as I sat there, my head in my hands,. " You say, patting my head and walking into the living room. Not sure if I am suppose to follow or not, I stay put just in case. "Come here little one." You call from your chair. I get up and practically levitate to you I was moving so fast. "Go back and kneel by the door." you instruct.I look at you confused."NOW!" Your voice is sharp and loud.Without further hesitation I go and kneel at the door again. I think to myself, what did I do wrong?You wait a few minutes and then stand behind me. "Do.