As Jeff felt himself start to panic, an idea occurred to him. What if the Chronivac had just moved to somewhere else? It would be weird, after all, for it to make itself disappear. But, where would it be now?
“Emily’s room,” he said and ran to his sister’s room.
As he had expected, it was now furnished for a college-aged girl. She had her own computer, and next to it, to his relief, sat the Chronivac. Even better, the red light on it had turned green again.
“Yes,” he said, as he realized that it was repaired. “Thank you, God!”
He was about to walk up to her computer and use the Chronivac to fix himself when…