As she sat at the table with a mug of tea clenched in both hands, Andrea sighed heavily. She had been there for the last few hours, mulling over her plan, with her companion sitting across from her. Six days, then it would all be happening...
And yet, there was a part of Andrea that was worried about her plan. "What if it all goes wrong?" she wondered. "What if they all die? Then I'll never get him... I'll have had my revenge on Altava, sure, but... I can't lose Hershel before I've even gotten him..."
Andrea looked across to her companion who looked up. She smiled at Andrea.
"I assume that you have questions for me, yes?" she asked.
"If young Hershel is here, then how is this plan going to work?" Andrea asked, frowning in confusion and worry.
"You haven't figured it out?" she asked. "Well, it is simple, really. With the other's younger selves' right here, then those people will be disappearing either way. We aren't going to spare them or show them any mercy. The only person who will be spared is Hershel."
"But how? There's no way that we can reverse the effects of—"
"Yes there is. I got back in touch with father, and he's finished his little project." The woman reached into her shopping bag and pulled out a box. She opened it and took out a fitted helmet and goggle contraption. "You see, it's simple. This is a memory eraser. You see, if one of the younger selves doesn't remember this encounter and is sent home then, by the laws of space time and the order of occurrence, the said person should live their life as normal. So..." the woman waved her hand, beckoning for Andrea to finish for her.
"... We use it on young Hershel?" Andrea asked.
"Precisely. But only if he complies with your demand."
Andrea smiled. "brilliant." She beamed at her companion. She could just imagine it now; her and the professor, happily together, with Altava out of the picture. She would have completely disappeared without a trace along with Bronev, and she and Layton would be forced to be together by the counter affects of her plan. Everything would be perfect.
Andrea looked at the contraption and smiled. "I'm so glad I thought of it."