Some rogue object passing through the solar system manages to merge together all people from all times of Earth.
I’m over the Caroline Islands, longitude 158° 23´ west, latitude 8° 30´ north. There’re millions of people drowning all around me. What shall I do?

Variants

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  1. “Inflexure,” as by Clyde Crane Campbell, Astounding, October 1934.
  2. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . written by H. L. Gold as by Clyde Crane Campbell