You sign the final waiver and step into the chronotron, you have nothing to loose, so why not?
As you step in the doors close automatically behind you and a scientist tinkers with some complicated looking computer panel and the chronotron starts up, it tingles slightly and it all goes dark.
You open your eyes and realize you are now on the floor, you get up, or at least try to get up finding that it is actually rather harder than you where expecting, the large amounts of cloth all over you probably isn't helping, you manage to roll over and get up onto all fours, as you do you catch a glimpse of your hand, and it is that of a baby!
Recognition finally dawns on you, you are now an infant, its almost unreal, your mind is still pretty much as it was, you remember your life so far but it seems oddly difficult to focus on any of those memories, the cloth all round you must be your clothes, you try to speak, but you fail to make any comprehensible words, you know what you want to say but you just cant get your mouth to make the right shapes.
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