We make it to Earth in no time and I hop aboard my new shuttle to meet with one doctor Emily Rajoone who can hopefully provide a means to navigate through the rift relatively intact. Michigan looks more or less the way I left it a century ago, some folks have moved on shops open and close and change that landscape a bit but the streets remain the same and I can still find my way around. I had a life here before...before...the memory eludes me but that's how it is with memories about my life before I got here in this time. As I approach the coordinates to the University of Michigan I smile a little knowing that the U of M is still around even in the year 4389. Some things endure. I'll contact the good doctor and arrange to meet with her...hopefully she'll have some good news.