“You’re a real, living human?” the Rat King asked, adjusting his crown nervously. “I have so many questions.”
The time traveller smiled and bowed. This wasn’t what she expected the far future to be like. New York City was a ruin, populated by six-foot tall talking rats. Rats that were heavily armed and standing between her and the time machine. She played along.
“Like what?”
The Rat King asked his questions, and with a dawning horror, she saw all of Humanity’s faults laid bare by his skewed perspective. She vowed to get back to the present and start fixing them.

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