“I’m alive,” she responded, “dazed, but alive.” She let out a sigh of relief as the truth began to sink in; she had made it. Despite the government doubting the success of their mission, she had made it. The nervous time-traveler staggered to the hatch, and opened the door latch. With a slight poof, the hatch opened, and she stepped out into the futuristic world. The time machine had landed amidst what seemed like the busiest part of the town. Large self-driving cars maneuvered themselves around her, while drones flew around advertising ice cream brands. Children rode around on motorized hoverboards, heads deep into their gadgets, but the most surprising thing was yet for Taylor to discover. As she began to roam around the town, recording information on her tablet, she noticed something that managed to stopped her right in her tracks. There was not one person older than 16 to be seen. Not one person; no