"Damn it, damn it, damn it!" Henry muttered under his breath as he fumbled around the ragged ground for his hand held time travel device. Henry works at the drugstore around the corner from his small, but pleasant home. But when his elderly, slightly batty, grandmother passes away, he is surprised to find that she left him a rather large amount of money. Smarter than he has led most people to believe, he ups his game in the homemade lab cramped in his garage. He sets out to make something that people only dream. Something that people think is only possible in books. A time traveling machine. But something goes terribly wrong. . .