Time Traveller

The bullets are coming way too close for comfort. It's time to get yourself out of this situation. You leap from your horse and land with a jaw-shuddering thump, rolling through the dust to come to rest against the wooden wall of one of the buildings. As a shot splinters the wood right next to your ear, you are up and running.

Gunshots echoing around the town, you race back to where you left the machine, and are relieved to still find it concealed where you left it. You clamber inside, your hands shaking as they slide well-practiced over the controls. Gunshots are still resounding outside, but where will you set the machine to?