"...carved"

I took my dark matter pocket watch from the fridge.

I set it for July 11th 2:24pm 862 BCE Manhattan. Wilderness, and rather cool even though summer. The long jump froze my unit. There four days subjective time as it rebooted.

No sign folks I could find.

Though they found me, and were watching. I awoke on the second day to dried fish, and nuts wrapped in leaves next to me. I spent four days living being fed, and protected by the Mannahatta people. I never saw the kind folks that took care of me. I left them a figure of a robin I carved.

A neon shimmer, and I was gone.