Thunder rumbled in the distance, as I stepped back to admire my newly finished work. My name is Mark Nilakeme. I am a 16-year-old inventor and I had just finished my greatest creation.
"Finally. My dimensional transporter is finished." I breathed a sigh of relief. I turned on the machine, I typed in a code and the machine stated, "Please scan handprint." I raised my palm to the hand-scanner, and the machine accepted the handprint. "Please input a name for the owner of this handprint." I did so, and the computer pinged, "Mark Nilakeme handprint accepted. Please state destination." I thought for a moment, and proceeded to say, "Send me somewhere fun."
"Affirmative. Destination selected," the computer pinged and a small remote that was in a socket next to the door popped out.
"This remote is to send you back home if you desire to return at any time." the transporter informed me. The doors swished open, and revealed a swirling blue portal. I donned my boots and my trench coat, then step through the portal as the transporter said, "Have a nice trip."