 Why didn't the man posing as Dr. Tompkins die?
Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from Space Science Fiction May 1952. THE ULTROOM ERROR by JERRY SOHL Smith admitted he had made an error involving a few murders—and a few thousand years. As he did so the baby's knees hit the side of the play pen and young Laughton let out a scream—half from hurt and half from sudden lack of confidence in his new handler. Around the corner and after the man came a snarling mongrel dog, eyes bright, teeth glinting in the sunlight. I can't say I dreamt it because there was Reggie with his bleeding knees, squalling for all he was worth on the grass—Oh, I don't even want to think about it." "I'm going with you," Nancy said, hurriedly rising and coming over to him. They found Reggie peacefully asleep in his crib in his room upstairs. "As I've said, sergeant, this fellow hypnotized my wife. Nancy had taken a sedative and was asleep by the time Martin finished cleaning the .30-.30 rifle he used for deer hunting. He put it by the stairs, ready for use, fully loaded, leaning it against the wall next to the telephone stand. "I came as soon as I could, Martin," the young doctor said, stepping inside with the other man. "This is my new assistant, Dr. Tompkins." "You'd better get him, Dr. Tompkins, if we're to take him to the hospital.
 He was able to escape and heal back in his time period
 He was able to escape and heal back in his time period  He was wearing a bulletproof vest  There was never a man named Dr. Tompkins  The bullet in his leg caused a non-life-threatening injury