Garry Coyne devises a way to move into the future via suspended animation, which (as we all
know) is not time travel, but once he arrives in the future to fight throwback hominids and
take shelter with the small band of normal men, he does have a moment where he slides back to
the present for a brief communication with his trusted friend and a realization about the
nature of time.
Past, present, future—all one. And we, moving along the dimension called time,
intersect them. I can’t grasp it. But I can’t deny it. If only there were proof—
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