I look around at what was once London.

According to my dials, which of course were never properly tested, this should be the year 802,701. There are hail stones falling. Is this winter, or is the climate so different now? I seem to be in a lawn with neat rhododendron bushes. But I can't see any people.

Should I take no chances, and get back on the machine? Or should I explore just a little bit? Or do something else?