[ IP ] Time traveler - Photographic Proof !

I know I'm about two weeks late, but I could n't resist. 
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 I was pacing in my office. It was midday, and the city outside was moving as if there was nothing that could stop it. I only wish that I could have been out there, but I had a city to build. The President had put me in charge of the Federal City project after he finished designing every last sewer - it was like the stories I heard from Valley Forge. Washington always was a micromanager. But Mr. Washington had other duties to do as the President. 
 
 “ What do you mean the plans were stolen? ”, I told General Williams. 
 
 “ It's just that simple, the plans to the Federal City were stolen. ” Williams replied. 
 
 I turned to face him, when there was a knock at the door. It was my secretary, Jane. 
 
 “ There's someone who want's to see you, Mr. Addams. He claims he knows where the plans are. ” 
 
 I was just hearing of this, and I doubt Williams told anybody, as he seemed to be in a rush, so the only explanation could be that he was in on the heist. 
 
 “ Send him in, ” I told her, “ it looks like we might be able to salvage the city after all. ” 
 
 He looked relatively clean and rich, if he did steal the plans to the city, I did n't think he did it to get money. He introduced himself as John Miller. 
 
 “ Where are the plans? ”, I asked him, though now in retrospect, I had yelled it. 
 
 “ I'm sorry, but I only told you that so I could get in. I may be able to help you get them back, though. If you would, please - ” 
 
 “ Mr. Miller, you will get nothing from the Vice President; you will tell us where the plans are. ” Williams told the man. 
 
 “ I will go get the plans, but please, do n't follow me. ” 
 
 “ Fine. We will be waiting here for when you return. ” 
 
 I was n't really going to wait, I needed to know what had been done with the plans and who did it. I asked Williams to find out who this man is. 
 
 
 
 Miller went outside, and I followed just out of sight. 
 
 “ I need some large paper. ” He asked a merchant. 
 
 “ You might want to go the Printing Press, they might be able to sell you some. ” The merchant replied. 
 
 Why would he be needing paper if he was going to get the plans? 
 
 
 
 After getting the paper, Miller went into an ally, and took out what looked to be a very strange piece of paper. He them proceeded to draw the plans to the city onto the paper he got from the Printing Press. 
 
 “ How could this be? ”, I thought to myself. 
 
 Miller got up and started to return to my office, but he had left the other piece of paper. I moved in to investigate. 
 
 The paper was unlike any I had seen, it was almost a perfect white and the drawing was unlike any other. The plans on the sheet were much more detailed than the original plans could ever hope to be. There were also explanations of each of the locations in the city that were written in the past-tense. The city was also somewhat appropriately named Washington. I may not have agreed with most of his ideas, but were it not for him, we would all be either dead or in prison. But the strangest thing was a new building in the city - a memorial to someone named “ Lincoln ”. 
 
 
 
 I returned to my office to find that Miller had dropped off the plans. Most of the changes on the other paper were gone, but one thing did remain: the name. 
 
 Minutes later, General Williams returned to tell me that there was no John Millers involved in the Federal City project, or any project, for that matter. It's as if he did n't exist – at least in the government. 

