Time Travel

In the time 2542, time trip had come a reality. The most educated time rubberneck was a man named Jack, who had made innumerous passages to different ages in history. He'd been to the age of dinosaurs, seen the birth of Christ, and witnessed the fall of the Berlin Wall. But on his rearmost trip, Jack decided to alter a significant literal event. He wanted to help the assassination of President John F. Kennedy.

As Jack stepped out of the time machine, he set up himself in the time 1963, on the thoroughfares of Dallas, Texas. He knew he'd to act presto if he wanted to change the course of history. He'd done his exploration and knew where and when the chairman was going to be assassinated. Jack had a plan, and he was determined to see it through.

Jack spent the coming many days gibing the area where the chairman's fleet was going to pass. He learned the routes, the timing, and the security protocols. Jack was confident that he could pull this off. He knew that he'd have to be careful not to attract any attention from the authorities, as time trip was illegal and could affect in severe consequences.

The day of the fleet arrived, and Jack deposited himself in a structure overlooking the route. He'd brought with him a state- of- the- art gun rifle that could take down a target from a afar down. Jack awaited patiently as the fleet approached. He'd a clear shot at the chairman, who was sitting in an open-top convertible. Jack aimed and fired.

The pellet hit the chairman, and he drooped over, gravely injured. But to Jack's surprise, the chairman didn't die. The chairman's security detail replied snappily, and the wounded chairman was rushed to a near sanitarium. Jack realized that he'd made a mistake. He'd assumed that the chairman would die, and his plan was grounded on that supposition. But now he'd to figure out what to do next. Jack decided to stick around and observe the fate of the firing. He saw the chaos that replaced, the confusion, and the grief of the people.

Jack realized that his conduct had caused further detriment than good. He'd created an alternate timeline where the chairman was injured but survived. This timeline was different from the bone he'd come from, and he'd no idea what the consequences of his conduct would be. Jack returned to the future, only to find that the world was unrecognizable. The changes he'd made had altered the course of history, and the future was now a dystopian agony.

The world was ruled by a totalitarian government, and the people lived in fear and oppression. Jack realized that he'd made a terrible mistake, and he'd to fix it. Jack knew that he'd to go back in time and undo the damage he'd caused. He went back to 1963, to the moment before he'd fired the shot. This time, he did not fire. He watched as the fleet passed by, and the chairman gestured to the crowd. Jack realized that the chairman was a symbol of stopgap, a lamp of light in a dark world. He couldn't bring himself to harm him. Jack returned to the future, only to find that the world had returned to normal.

The timeline had corrected itself, and the dystopian future was no more. Jack knew that he'd learned a precious assignment. He realized that altering history wasn't a decision to be taken smoothly. The consequences of his conduct could have far- reaching goods, and he'd to be aware of the impact of his conduct. Jack had seen the stylish and worst of humanity in his peregrination through time, and he knew that history had to be saved, no matter how painful it was. He'd learned that the history couldn't be changed.