"2017." Lucy repeated, shocked by the notion. The man didn't do that. If he were going to send her back in time, it'd be before anyone else was on the island and she'd be alone with the dinosaurs and other creatures. Or it would be during some kind of crisis. Perhaps that was it. There was about to be a crisis and this was the calm before the storm. That made some sort of sense. "2041. I'm supposed to be in 2041, fighting with the rest of the survivors."