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Sarah watched the screens, the lights from each flashing at different intervals as multiple timelines and planets moved at varying speeds.
There were two that were on the verge of a problem. One planet was failing. The air was barely breathable, and most of the oceans were so contaminated that nearly all beaches were closed off. Sarah wasn’t sure how much longer that world would last, and despite their attempts to reset it and get it back on track, the same fate kept happening.
The second world was not as bad, but it was behind in progress. While initially on a good track, one of the major world leaders in power did a severe amount of damage. Resources were suffering and alliances between countries were failing. Sarah decided to focus her attention here. She’d find someone in that world to help her start a revolution to remove the corruption and save that planet from a disastrous fate.
Sarah packed her bag with the essentials. She grabbed a few beepers along with three styles of cell phones from different periods. Sarah rummaged for a clean notebook and a few pens for messages. As she headed to the device that would transport her to the world in need, Sarah looked back at her desk. In a frame sat the note left by Marla when she was just a child. Next to that was a photo of her family. They were long gone, even though Sarah looked no older than 25.
She lived a long, happy life, but at the end, Marla met her and explained what would happen next. The woman looked exactly the same as she did the day Sarah met her hiding in the supermarket.
“Hello again, Sarah,” she said in her soothing tone. “Ready for your new job?”
Sarah reclined on her hospital bed. She was frail and she knew that night when she slept, she wouldn’t wake up. She said her goodbyes to her children and grandchildren hours earlier and told them not to be sad. She wasn’t done yet and was looking forward to her next step. They smiled, not really understanding what she meant, most likely assuming the older woman was talking about Heaven.
When Marla appeared at her bedside, she reached for Sarah’s delicate hand. When their skin touched, Sarah closed her eyes and saw a flash of light.
The next thing she remembered, she was at the station. She was young again, and Marla was by her side. Her orientation began that day.
Sarah smiled, remembering her first day on the job. She hit the button on the device and prepared for her journey to save another world from the brink.