The year is now 2067. Four years since John Ermington pressed the button in the then dusty corner of dingy room. The room is no longer the dull, shabby location it used to be. It is now part of a beautifully painted and decorated office building adorned with fine furniture and artifacts. It is now the office and city residence of John ermington. Well established, successful young financial adviser.
It seems that the world is extremely distanced from the days before the machine.
Prior to the machines jumping into motion there seemed to be amongst the people, a quite feeling comfortable contentment. People were generally happy and satisfied but now there was a much more joyous, confident optomism.
The stalls are now few and far between, replaced mostly with a bustle of fine stores, car dealerships, hotels, casinos and an array of many other kinds of establishments aimed it seems, at enhancing the opportunities, social lives, and wealth of almost everybody.
Almost all who are able to work have rewarding jobs and access to either updated, quality public transport or their own splendid private vehicles to travel to and from work, or leisure activities.
The world is a bright painting-colourful and rich with enthusiasm.
Occasionally John, out of curiosity, checks on the operation of the little machine. This seems hardly necessary as it continues to purr away with no sign of faultering. Strangely, there are no lubrication points or maintenance instructions on the machine whatsoever anyway.
One thing that john has however noticed is the dial gauge is now quivering around 93-95% not the 100% it indicated when started up four years ago. Probably a settling-in characteristic he assumed.
One change that was becoming very obvious with the seemingly new found financial security and optomism was the change in population demographics. There is a steady increas in population growth outside of immigration figures. Couples, it seems are becoming more and more enthusiastic about the positive benefits they could forsee for there yet-to-be-born or very young children.
Life was looking very sweet indeed.
To be continued.