One Kayrn, three ages

Karyn popped into the room with two others that Jon didn't recognize: a redheaded little girl and a grey-haired old woman in a skintight, futuristic outfit. But Karyn did know who one of them was. She pointed at the little girl. "You're me!" "And *both* of you are me," said the old woman. "Or *were* me, should I say." She turned toward Jon. "Jon, I've seen the future. You didn't listen to me fifty years ago when I warned you the last time, when you used the Triplicate Stone to bring me - *us* - all here, when this exact event happened. But I'm going to try again anyway. I have to tell you something ..."