Stupid time-traveling tourists. Always leaving messes behind.

Some clown left a warbot in the Old West, which I had to remove before it started a shootout with Billy the Kid. Next I went to the Pyramids of Giza, just after they were built, to pick up a car tire.

Now I'm in Rome to stop a gladiator from stepping on a dinosaur egg. But that's just punching the clock as a Time Janitor. That’s what I get paid to do.

"Artifact acquired," says the AI after I grab the dinosaur egg. I pass through a shimmering time portal. A pterodactyl shrieks above the obsidian wasteland. I move through the volcanic ruin, looking for my drop-off point.

But I hear footsteps. Lots. Of. Footsteps.

Aw, HELL no. Those footsteps are mine. I was here before, delivering other artifacts! Like, four times already! They're all me! Four versions of me. I can’t let them see me.

Got to run!

One of my clones sees me and splits. Now there are five of me. Make that six. The new clones stalk me. They’re trying to corner me.

I must return the egg to its proper place without colliding into myself and destroying all of Eternity. This is going to be tight.

They’re everywhere! Must pump my arms faster to gain speed.

FASTER…