If it weren't for the fact that I woke up and found myself in the hospital, I would definitely have thought that I was dreaming yesterday.
Just yesterday, I was experimenting with a strap-on aircraft on the roof of the laboratory. As a result, something went wrong during takeoff. I fell directly from the building. Halfway down, my head suddenly shook and I found that the aircraft was fine again. When I took off again, I discovered a problem. This building and my building didn't seem to be the same building.
I heard a gunshot and the bullet hit my aircraft. I controlled the aircraft and quickly landed in the nearby grass. I only remember seeing a black thing with a piece of gold on its head, and then I fainted.
However, why does that little black man always stop me every time I want to use the aircraft to go back? !
This article is also known as "Either in Time Travel or on the Road to Time Travel" and "100 Ways to Stop Going Home"
Intention: Go home