I spend the next few years studying how I performed the time travel. Once I finally get it all right, I first perform some smaller tests to further proof my theories. This eventually leads to a working time travel machine.

I get into the machine, set the arrival time to April 20th, 1900. Just as I arrive in Braunau, Hitler is celebrating his 21st birthday. As I try to kill him, missing my shot, he looks me straight into the eyes and asks me: “Welcher Religion gehören sie an.” I answer him that I am of Jewish heritage coming from the future to stop him. I do not anticipate his reaction: He has the biggest grin on his face. He tells me that just gave him an interesting idea. One that would vhange the lives of millions of people. Awkwardly we stand there in silence. I sit down next to him, eating his cake, before my time runs out, spawning me back into the here and now. Knowing that I was the reason Hitler’s Nazi Germany killed millions of people I destroy the time travel device.

Years later I sip my coffee in a retirement home. I am very old now, still heartbroken. I did not fullfill my dreams as I was depressed for my whole life. One morning an elderly chubby man shows up. Despite the lack of facial hair and a different haircut I recognize him instantly. He tells me I left something at his place when we were younger. He shows me a part of the travel device. He continues to tell me a story of the german’s art of engineering, how many magnificent discoveries were made and how this tiny device helped him survive the war. He also tells me that he not only spared his life, but also saved him from death once more. He drops one pill into my heart medicine. I know what it is. Finally to heartbroken to continue to live, I take the pill together with my usual medicine. I close my eyes for one last time. The man says: “ Thank you my friend.”

Sorry for the crappy story.