Microscopic Stories

Oops 3

Oops 3

When Whitfield looked out the window, he knew immediately his time machine had worked. The view was entirely different from the one he’d observed only half an hour before. Instead of city streets, he was looking at a forested scene with thick undergrowth. Two young dinosaurs were playing in a clearing nearby.

All he needed now was a screwdriver to alter the settings and head back to his own time. That was when he remembered that he’d left the screwdriver on the desk in his workshop.

A huge, reptilian eye blocked the light from the window as it studied him.


Word count: 100
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