A bike sat at the outskirts of the park with no apparent owner to claim it. Rust had accumulated on it as if it had been sitting outside, unused for a while but it looked like it could still take someone far, far, away from the park. The lock on it was barely hanging on, it would be so easy to hop on it and see just how far it could go.

Could it carry some lonely stranger all the way back to the youth of their past?