“Time Travel Inc. When can I help you?”
The helpdesk voice was a glimmer of reassurance amid the urban warfare that had erupted in the outskirts of the small merchant planet at the heart of Betelgeuse.
“And what is your emergency?”
“I need to be beamed out of here as soon as possible.”
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