Charlie Shell was not an inspired student during his years in high school, and so the best option for him was a junior college. He lived in a basement apartment in his parents’ house, worked marginal jobs, and went to school. His guidance counselor had recommended a career in journalism, which he enjoyed, but upon graduation he found many more grads with diplomas than job offers. Still, he found advancement at the lumber yard where he was working by offering to rewrite their advertising circulars, ads and the like, and eventually found himself a position as a newspaper reporter. His first real assignment was out of town. He’d be covering the opening of a new church and school. Charlie found a boarding house in town for his stay where he met a strangely intriguing older man. His name was Jeffrey Wills, and he had pictures taken of him with historical figures that seemed impossible, or at the very least, clever digitized mock-ups. They weren’t, however. Jeffrey was a current holder of The Legacy, and it allowed him to travel back in time. Now it was his time to pass The Legacy on, and Charlie was to be the next recipient.