Amazed and confused, your anger retreats to the back of your brain as you try to understand what's happening.
"You see Elliot. I haven't managed to do anything like go back in time, seems it's impossible, but I've got something almost as good. You see, the time you spend in this chamber is essentially time spent outside our own time flow. You're existing in a bubble of time which isn't tied to our own universe. What the machine does is take this bubble of time and stitch it onto the end of our own timeline after a specified delay. Well, that's a gross simplification but you get the idea. Basically, as long as you are in the machine, you are also in the future, or more accurately, a future. When the machine ejects you back in the past, which is now our present, you return back to that moment."
"What? What are you saying? So you just, you just..."
"Yes Elliot, that's right. I just screwed myself from two hours ago."
The anger is back and this time nothing is going to calm you down, you grab someting solid and heavy and swing it at the machine, the obsession that drove you and Robert apart
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