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Tenth grade pre assignment expert from the time machine
(1) I have already told you of the sickness and confusion that comes with time-traveling this time. I was not seated properly in the saddle, but sideways in an unstable fashion for an insufficient time. I close to the machine as it swayed and vibrated. Unaware of how I went and when I brought myself to look at the dials again, I was amazed to see my progress. One dial displays days another thousands of days, another millions of days and another thousands of millions. Yes, nail.Instead of aligning the labors, I had pulled them over so as to go forward with me.And when I came to look at these indicators the thousands of days dale was sweeping round faster than the second hand of a watch into the future
As I drove home, I peculiar change crept over the appearance of things. The alternations of night and day grew slower and slower. And so did the passage of the Sun across the sky until they seemed to stretch through centuries. This puzzled me very much at first. At last a steady twilight brood. Over the Earth, a twilight only broken nail and then when a comet glared across the dark sky, the band of light that had indicated the Sun had long since disappeared for the Sun had ceased to set.Rather it grew ever broader and redder

All trace of the moon had vanished the circling of the stars growing slower and slower had Given.
Place to creeping the points of light at last something before I stopped the Sun, red and very large halted motionless upon the horizon, a vast dome glowing with a dull heat, the Earth had come to rest with one face to the Sun. Very cautiously. I began to reduce my progress slowly. And slowly wet the circling hands until the thousands doubt seemed motionless, and the daily dial was no longer a mere mist. Pawn it's display still slower until the damn outlines of a desolate beach grew visible
I stopped very gently and sat upon the time machine, looking round. Overhead the sky was lurid- a deep red and starlets, and south- eastward it grew brighter to a glowing scarlet where, cut by the horizon, lay the huge hull of the sun, red and motionless. The rocks about me were harsh reddish color, and the only trace of life that I could see st first was the intensely green vegetation that covered every projecting point on their southeastern face. It was the same rich green that one sees on forest moss or on the lichen (2) in caves.
(5) the machine was standing on a sloping beach. There were no breakers and no waves, for not a breath of wins was stirring . Only a sl8ght oily swell rose ans fell like a gentle breathing, and showed that the enteral sea was still moving and living. All along the margin where the water sometimes broke was a thick encrustation of salt- pink under the glaring sky. There was a sense of oppression in my head, and I noticed that I was breathing very fast. The sensation reminded me of my only experience of mountaineering, and from that I judged the air to be more rarefied. (3)
Far away up the desolate slope, I heard a harsh scream and saw a thing like a huge white butterfly go slanting and fluttering up into the sky and circling, disappear over some low hillock beyond. The sound of its voice was so dismal that I shivered and seated myself more firmly upon the machine. Looking round me again, I saw that, quite near, what I had taken to be a reddish mass of a rock was moving slowly towards me.then I saw the thing was really a monstrous crab- like creature. Can you imagine a crab as large as a table, with its many legs moving slowly and uncertainly, it's big claws swaying, it's long antenna, waving and feeling ,and it's stalked eyes gleaming at you on either side of its metallic front? It's back was corrugated with ungainly bumps, and a greenish crust blotches it here and there. I could see the many palps(4) of its complicated mouth flickering and feeling as it moved.
As I stared at this sinister apparition(5) crawling towards me, I felt a tickling on my cheek as though a fly had lighted there. I tried to brush it away with my hand, but in a moment it returned and almost immediately came another by my ear. I struck at this and caught something threadlike. With a frightful uneasiness, I turned, and saw that I had grasped the antenna of another moster crab that stood just behind me. It's eyes were wriggling on their stalks, it's mouth was all alive with appetite, and it's vast ungainly claws, smeared with slime,were descending upon me. In a flash, my hand was on the lever, and I had placed a month between myself and these monsters. But I was drill on the same beach, and saw them distinctly now as soon as I stopped. Dozens of them seemed to be crawling here and there,in the somber light, among the foliage sheets of intense green.
I.can't convey the sense of abominable desolation that hung over the world. The red eastern sky the stony beach crawling with these foul slow stirring monsters the uniform poisonous looking green of thelichens plants; the thin air That hurts one's lungs.I moved on a 100 years and there was the same red sun.A little larger, a little duller.The same dying sea the same Spare.
S air and the same crowd of earthly crustacea creeping in and out among the green weeds ans the red rocks. In the westward sky, I glimpsed the curved pale line of the vast new moon.
Which detail from the text best summarizes the narrator's opinion about the future
When I brought myself to look at the dials again?I was amazed to see my progress paragraph one
It was the same rich green that one sees a forced mouse or on the lynch's and caves paragraph four
I heard a harsh scream and saw a thing like a huge white butterfly.Go slanting and fluttering up into the sky paragraph six
I can't.
Convey the sense of abundant abominable desolation that hung over the world. Paragraph 8

Answer 1

The detail from the text that best summarizes the narrator's opinion about the future is:

"I can't convey the sense of abominable desolation that hung over the world." (Paragraph 8)

This statement reflects the narrator's feelings of despair and negativity regarding the future he encounters, emphasizing a sense of hopelessness and bleakness in the world he has traveled to.