For 42 years you've been here alone.
Oh dude, that's harsh. Mr. Waters Emery, if if we had
known I I would have thought, are you landoing us right now?
M. Is that is that Christopher
right here? These old eyes can't can't
enfold. What, pray tell, is landowing
Lando Calrissian? The Empire Strikes Back.
It's Emery's favorite movie. Han, Leia and Chewie travel to
Cloud City and Landover. Tensi's mad at Han when in
reality. You.
Son of a bitch I. Almost had you all I almost had
you I'm. Furious.
It's so great to see you all again.
What's the date? April 12th, 2023.
Yep, as I suspected, time moves inside the brain the same as in
our dimension. It's only been a year.
Sorry. Sorry everybody for land owing.
I mean, how often does the situation present itself?
Get over here, you big nerd. Harder I I missed you so much,
Jim. Oh, oh, I'm fine.
Really, really, I'm fine. Who brought the onions with us?
I'm getting all chalked up over here.
Good. I didn't want to think Kanan and
I were the only ones. Touching us all this is we're on
the clock. People have a job.
To do and all that. Mr. Drexler, if you are done
with your emotional reaction, do please begin offloading the
materials we brought with us. Doctor Darber, do you mind
giving Keenan a hand? Then the two of you can bring
the stuff we brought as well. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
You needed a good cry nonetheless.
Let's go, Keenan. Man I love ROM coms.
Mr. Waters and and Mr. Todd, why don't the two of you go get
reacquainted? We have another hour before
Kylie gets the station back to full power.
What? Wait, they know?
Yeah, memory we all know. I mean, Chris told us you tour
an item a few months back. Yeah.
Actually, I think everybody on station knew it, Not that it
matters in the slightest. Gentlemen, please just go join
your reunion, OK? Well, don't worry Deputy, an
hour won't be necessary. Chris only needs about 10
minutes. Oh God.
Hey, you know I haven't seen you in a year, so I'm going to let
that one slide this time. That's part of the problem.
Get over here while we await for power restoration, why don't
you, Agent Fowler and I have a much needed conversation.
Deputy Marshall, you artificial intelligence little girl.
Yes. How wonderful.
Show us the closest conference room we can use.
I'm sorry, Doctor Lawrence Emerson Wainwright, but you do
not have authorization. Access is denied.
Not this trite again. Hey, Kylie.
Yes, US Marshall bass Wyatt Marlowe.
Can you please direct us to a conference room?
See, that's why we vibe. US Marshall Bass, Wyatt Marlowe,
you are such a gentleman with such great manners.
Of course I can. Please follow the lights as they
turn on. I'll direct you to the
conference room ground 01/8. I can already tell I'm going to
be getting a cavity for how sweet and chipper this little
bird is. Thank you, Kylie.
Doctor she devil. Shall we?
Oh, go fuck yourself, Marshmallow.
The rest of you get whatever gear you need, and we'll start
after Wainwright and I get back. Recording has concluded.
Before we get started here, I politely ask that if you 2
vulgarians intend to engage in gunplay that you warn me
beforehand. I have no issue with you busting
a nut in one another, but keep me out of the line of fire.
What a cap doctor. The term is busting a cap, not
busting. I don't care what the proper
term is. Kill one another if you so
desire, but keep me out of it. Although your cat busting might
actually save me from several headaches with one I'll time.
OK. Can we please get on with it?
Come on already. Patience and decorum, Agent
Fowler. Now, Deputy Marshall, please do
explain how you and your colleagues managed to be out
here just as the station returned.
Oh, and please do dispense with the absurd falsification of
Doctor Hunt making such a request.
All right, let's put all the cards on the table.
Doctor, you're happy to check the research requisitions, which
were submitted several weeks ago to the NSF.
You'll note our update to them with Doctor Topper Hunt's
request and our intention to head out.
They agreed and left location and distance from the station up
to our judgement. Weakest cover story I've ever
heard. Don't you have a Senate
confirmation hearing coming up shortly?
Marlow breaching national security breaking non disclosure
agreements. Not good for the old CD now is
it? I doubt BOLO nor the DoD are
going to take any action over me being here.
Oh, they're not wager I'd be willing to make.
What are you? No, Doctor, please.
Let them make an issue all this and threaten my career.
Have them put me on the stand before Congress and I'll testify
all about this station, about Project Atlas and activities
observed at a Munson Scott. I'm sure the American people
held the world with love. Detailed specifics about the
Indonesian flight we discovered and subsequent cover ups.
You recall the most famous aviation mystery since Earhart.
Oh, with that kind of threat, I wouldn't expect that you'd make
it to the stand to testify. Try me.
Which leads me to my second point.
You have no leverage here. Oh, I'll quote the great
Archimedes. Give me a lever long enough and
a fulcrum on which to. Place and I'll use it to bust
your kneecaps. No leverage at all.
How quickly you forget that only two people on this station have
access to Kylie, Emory Waters and me.
Isn't that correct, Kylie? Well.
Truth it up. US Marshall passed away at
Marlo. Take it hard.
Minimal. Yup.
OK, I don't understand the
slang, but sounds like our little Kylie is going through
her preteen phase. I'll admit I have no idea what
your specific mission is this year, other than retrieving the
station. Of course.
What I do know is we don't intend to stand by and idly
watch as you attempt to pervert the situation to benefit
Beauregard Lowing and only them. Oh my dear giddy aunt, always
the Boy Scout, always the moral compass, never strays from the
path as a good lad and eats all his greens.
I'm so sick of listening to this holier than thou rubbish
marshmallow. How about we go back to pointing
guns at one another? This is pure tosh.
As much as it pains me to state such, the Deputy Marshall is
quite correct. Shooting him only serves to make
our task here more difficult. Although I agree with Agent
Fowler on an evaluation of your antiquated sense of values, I
have to admit this is something of a stalemate.
My head hurts with all this talk, talk, talk.
What is it you're proposing? Marshmallow.
I assume just like last year you have sensors or whatever
detectors you'll be gathering and replacing with new ones,
correct? So long as they don't interfere
or attempt to modify station systems, I don't see any reason
not to allow you to deploy and collect them.
Allow. Next.
Nobody will make any attempt to access any station, scientific
or critical systems without myself or preferably Emory
Waters present. You state that as if they were
an alternative. As you yourself just said, we
don't have authorization rights. Agreed.
You finished laying your cards on the table yet?
Oh, I'm done, Jocelyn, don't even look at mine because I'm
confident that whatever cards I'm dealt will be the winning
hand. Oh, cavities, headache now
nausea. I've hit the trifecta.
Restoration ETA now revised to 15 minutes, recommending
shifting resources to uh oh. Uh oh.
Scans of the exterior station show enhanced and accelerating
structural damage of the metal alloys.
I need to conduct additional and enhanced diagnostics, but
structural collapse is a statistical likelihood when I
next travel back through the bulk.
Well, that blows I. I should have learned Father
when he's alone. Oh, oh, I'm so embarrassed old
people were at it. Oh, I can't erase my own memory
files. US Marshall Bass Marlow, can you
do me a huge solid please? I got you Kylie.
Please tell the others to meet us up in the operations when
power is restored. 15 minutes. Hold off on notifying your
father for a bit longer. Well, looks like our vacation
plans will be changing. Recording stopped.
No, no, no, no. This is so much more advanced
than our operations room. This is like Star Trek
Enterprise bridge type stuff. Wow, don't.
Say that especially around Father, we had to remind him for
almost 3 months not to refer to the OP Center as the bridge and
that I am not a Starship. Father kept calling me the USS
Roberta Bondar. He's so embarrassing me, I hate
that. OK, yeah, right.
I'm so not used to having my laptop talk to me.
OK, I'm going to need Jimmy's stuff when we get back to the
station. Saved it.
Nice. This really is a truly
sophisticated artificial intelligence.
Simulated emotions, unique personality, interpersonal
subroutines. I'd love to get my hands on our
operating software. Oh OK, who's the pedo?
Why isn't he hanging outside high school cheerleader trials
with a trench coat on? Heard anyone?
Truly remarkable, right? Right.
I forgot last year. She needed to be informed who
everybody was, make sure they had authorization.
Kylie, you of course remember Doctor Wainwright and Lorenz of.
Course. Hi again.
Hi again, Kylie. Charmed as always, and this is
the head of our Electrical and Botanical research, Doctor
Patrick Dauber. So Computer Duter.
This is Doctor Shepard Delham, astrophysicist with the Southpaw
Telescope lab. Over there, looking sternly is
Agent Jocelyn Fowler, United States Defense Intelligence
Agency. And down in the VMF is our,
well, I mean, he's the acting Chief of Engineering, really.
Mr. Keenan Drexler. Wow, he's cute.
Oh, no. What happened to Chief of
Engineering Ezekiel Francis Bustamante?
Oh, please tell me he's OK. Oh.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Zeke. Zeke is fine.
Doing better than ever. As a matter of fact.
He's been promoted. Yeah, he's actually running.
I'm up to Scott Station now. Oh.
Good. I liked him.
He was nice as well. And finally, there is our Head
of Station Internet Technologies, Mr. Christopher
Todd. He's the individual with your
father, his boyfriend. EW, I don't need to know about
father's love life. So Kenan, does he have?
Is he seeing anybody on your station?
Would somebody please remind me why I agreed to jump into this
teen romance nonsense? Why?
Enough.
Where are Mr. Todd and Waters? Don't they understand jumping
back to that same warning? And Fred called it Halen
jumping. We had to figure out a way to
get him. Out of the causality loop.
Oh wow, I wish I could have been there for that.
So, out of morbid curiosity, where were his boxers after all?
Don't know even the final jump. He said he was going commando.
To my knowledge he has no comment.
Seriously, Marlow, you have my permission to put one through me
brain pen. Put me out of my misery.
Oh, A. 100% rain check on that one, Jocelyn.
Count on it. And this must be Agent Fowler.
You know, Chris says that you're a bad mother.
We have more pressing issues, Mr. Waters.
Just talking about Jocelyn. I can dig it.
Anyway, Kylie said there was an uh oh, and I don't like uh oh's
on my Starship. Father.
Station. Station.
I meant station. What's the full story suite?
He's talking to me. Oh OK so like I'm finishing up
diagnostics after leaving protective standby and I noticed
a 42% reduction in the exterior fiber carbon enforced panels.
The self healing polymers in the aerogel insulation and vacuum
insulation panels have also been compromised.
Assuming this was only an isolated issue, I conducted an
additional and more intense diagnostic on the station and
adjacent buildings nearby. It is not isolated.
The printed carbon nanotube composite shows similar wear and
damage. I can repair these damaged
spots, but the appearance of them is growing exponentially.
Soon the ability to stay ahead with repairs will be even
greater than I can keep up with. Massive suck, I know.
So that's that's bad. I get that, but how do can
somebody unscience this for me please?
Of course, now this ship. Further.
Seriously. Station Station This station was
built with technology and construction methods only now
being conceptually drawn up in our time.
Roberta Bondar is able to take extreme temperatures, more wind
damage and for longer durations and still come out smelling like
a rose. Kylie.
Do we know what is causing the damage?
Evidence points to electromagnetic and
gravitational fluctuations due to the multiple entrances and
egress through the bulk from one brain to another.
Dude, no way Cousin Jimmy called this like years ago.
We're all part of an imagination and someone else's brain.
No, no brain BRANE. It's short for membrane.
It's a fundamental object in string theory and M theory that
generalized the concept of a particle to higher dimensions.
Oh my God, yes, that's exactly what Jimmy said when we were
high. We're in another brain
dimension, right? How many times have you
traversed the bull? Father.
Hey, go ahead sweetie. You can answer their questions
while we're all present. 9 trips from this brain to the other.
Huh. OK, so one entry and exit points
per trip. Maintain exposures to intense
Electro gravimetric energies. I'm surprised the station lasted
as long as it has go. Canadian engineering I guess.
Kylie, what happens if you head back through the bulk?
The station will suffer significant damage when it
returns through the aperture of the bulk in 138 hours 53
minutes. Significant, but you said you
could keep up with it for time, no?
So it's not entirely unrepairable.
How many more of these bulks can you go through before it's not
fixable? Yes.
Special Agent Jocelyn Eleanor Fowler You are correct.
Assuming we were able to shield this facility from Electro
gravimetry damage. I can assist in the repairs to
the station. It will take 5 weeks.
However, subsequent trips will simply return us to the same
point, but deterioration rates will accelerate with more
instances of unprotected exposure.
Why are her systems and memory core not being impacted by the?
Same. Well it's due to the protected
shutdown she initiated 7 years back.
Keeps her higher functions and critical drives safe throughout
the transitions. Obviously the loss of this
complex is not an acceptable outcome, however, given this new
information. We're not leaving, Wainwright I.
Can't believe I'm saying this, but I agree with Jocelyn.
We'll do whatever we can to come up with a solution right until
we have no more time. And should that happen, we'll
all head back and try to come up with a permanent fix.
I'm sure BOLO will divert all necessary resources in the case.
I can't leave. Me, we know how much you love
the station, your Starship, and how much you love your AI.
She's lovely by the way. This isn't your time though,
sweetie. You belong to our time.
No, no, Chris, you don't understand.
I physically can't leave a mile radius around the station.
What? What do you mean?
His internal and Tropic decay signature, of course.
Oh yes, after prolonged exposure to the localized and Tropic
environment, his own internal signature would adjust to
correct for the imbalance. OK, so can somebody now
unscience this for me? I gotcha because I've been here
for a year. My internal entropy signature my
my fingerprint in time if you will, is now adjusted to the 20
sixties versus the twenty 20s. It's like, you know, taking a
fish from one tank to another. You slowly have to introduce it
to reduce the chance of shock or changes to ammonia, nitrates and
nitrites in the water. For the first three weeks I was
sick as a dog on the other side. Heck, this last trip I got woozy
during the crossover and had to nap.
So if the station gets damaged more, you'd be stuck.
Yep, Yep, pretty much that. No, no, no, no, no.
Screw that, We've got to do something.
I may have an idea. Rather, Doctor Jovak may have
inadvertently found a solution for this problem.
We have a two way connection using a repeater.
We'll have to drive outside of the event horizon surrounding
the complex, one mile out to transmit radio.
And Oh, I see where you're going, Doctor Delham.
Not a bad suggestion. I would have deduced it myself
if it had not been so distracted.
You and I can head out and consult with Doctor Jovak.
I'm sure you won't mind if Gemma and I come along, Cole there may
help with this bleeding headache.
If you feel you must. I'll down there with you guys.
I want to fill in Kenan in on what's going on and then he and
I'll get a little bite to eat. Oh, Kenan's here too.
Now I feel even worse for you than I do about the problems
with station damage. You had to sit in the knotty
with him for 8 hours actually. Hold on Doc Wainwright, here's
what I'm not getting with the whole entropy Emery time travely
thingy. Oh goody ground level.
So Emery and the station have like come back to the past.
Must I reiterate the fundamentals of temporal
mechanics yet again? No insufferable simpleton.
For the last time we travelled through a spatial anomaly which
only exists for short window. Right now.
We are in the future, 2061 to be precise.
Right. Let's come back to that one in a
few. But anyways, so the station
never really came back in time. Yes, that's correct.
We traveled to it. It didn't travel to us.
This is an elementary distinction, yet you continue to
flounder in conceptual quicksand.
So then, just like my favorite movie, Back to the Future, we
could find out who wins like every single Super Bowl from
2023 to 2061 and then get like, stupid rich, right?
Wrong. But we're in the future.
Every Super Bowl has already happened.
We know the results. Yes, but only while we are here.
The moment we go back to 2023, games haven't happened yet.
But we know they will happen. The hubris of the uninformed.
The first wager that you place, sure you would win.
But after that, look, time is like a straight line.
Right now, we're outside of it. The moment you act on the
information from this timeline, you change it.
Once we return to 2023, it won't be the same timeline anymore.
OK, run that by me again. See if you can follow along.
You win the first year. It allows you to purchase, say,
an exotic automobile. That automobile, coincidentally,
was intended for another buyer. Because he no longer obtains it,
his plans shift. He misses a crucial business
meeting. As a result, a key player trade
in professional sports never occurs.
That alters the roster, which alters the game strategies,
which alters the outcomes. Congratulations, your infallible
knowledge is now completely worthless.
But if we went to the future, got the information, came back
and made that bet, then it would have already happened and would
be a part of that future where we got the winners and the
scores. This is the future, yes, but not
for us. We're in what should be the
future, but since we're here now, it is our present.
However, if we go back, everything we do here may not
hold. It won't be the future until we
go back to the past, which then also becomes our continuing
present. If you make that bet, you have
altered the older timeline, creating a new unprecedent and
non finite 1. Retrieving the information and
acting on it exists in separate timelines, meaning the act of
bringing back the info itself disrupts causality.
But like, how would we know the timeline was messed up if, if
what was going to happen, it happens when we got to the
future, this future we're in right now?
You were thinking of time like it's a fixed recording.
It is not. The moment we interact with the
past differently the recording changes.
It's quantum uncertainty. Multiple possible outcomes
instead of 1 inevitable future. Why am I constantly burdened
with dullards? Jeez, sorry I only have one
doctorate, but I I do think I have a bid on this.
OK, so this right now is our present, right?
Yes. But it is also the future.
Correct. Depending on the observer, it
can be either. But not for Emory.
What do you mean? Well, OK, you said the past or
the future is dependent on the observer.
Right. So for all of us, including
Emery, it's really our presence. But Emery and you guys said that
he isn't able to go back. His quantum gravity thingy is
melted with the future, future miss entropic signature.
That's what he said, right? So if he can't go to the past,
he has no future. After leaving April 12th, 2022
until he got stuck here 1. Year, yes, obviously, What is
your point? Well then, how does he program
and create the world's leading artificial intelligence in the
20 fifties? I I never considered that.
Huh. Indeed.
You know, this is the kind of stuff that me and my cousin
Jimmy would talk about like, all the time while we were getting
our doctorates. And let me tell you, Doctor,
these conversations are a gazillion times better when both
parties are a little toasty. I much prefer to keep my lips
unsullied. Dr. Well then suit yourself.
But if you ever need to have an insufferable dollar to help you,
consider alternative quantum whatevers.
That's easy, man. Keenan Patrick is heading down
to see you while the others head up and make a call back to face.
Yep, we're. Already down here, Deputy Tutor
Sir, have Keenan with me and we're heading up to the galley
to get our grub on. Emery said you guys would meet
us up on Level 2. Oh hey, Keenan says.
There was a bag of food and some stuff that's missing.
Swear as he remembers packing it.
You guys wouldn't happen to have take anything up with you?
No. As far as we know, everything is
still staging the BMF deck. OK, no.
I don't think that we do. We're coming up soon, don't
worry, Keenan. I always gave a small amount
with me strictly for emergency purposes like this.
Hook you up my roll up. But I wouldn't have suspected
that he'd be able to survive all this time.
It's remarkable actually. He would say he's been living in
another membrane this last year. Apparently so.
However, the concern with more urgency is how to protect the
station as it traverses the bulk from one vein to the next.
The station's artificial intelligence indicated it may
have one, perhaps two, more trips before the damage is
critical and the station is destroyed.
Doctor Gellham here. Doctor Jovak, after we spoke
with Emery and his AI and the details were provided, I thought
more about what you said regarding the artificially
created differential envelopes. Oh yeah, yeah, yeah.
That was a bit of a brain bust of the idea that wasn't.
It didn't bust mine. So you were being told that the
structural damage to the station is directly related to the
passage within the bulk, not from the other reality it's
sitting within. Yes, that's correct.
Did the station record any data? Any data around the gravimetric
energy of the stations transitioning to different
brains? We need to consider the warped
extrimensional metric, the energy density distribution, and
the brain localized gravity effect.
Crowd him. Wait, no, no, that's a dentist
pole, damn it. We need to get the rest mass of
the station, position of the station in the extra dimensional
coordinate over time, the velocity in the extra
dimensional direction. The warping parameter, the bulk
cosmological constant, and the effective brain potential.
I knew this would work. With the proper data we can
modify the BOLO, Compact OTHR and Deep Space Network beacons
we brought with us to create a well, like a shield like I guess
it would be called. Oh yeah, probably more proper to
say the electromagnetic cushion, not like a pillow.
Must be the cold air and lack of station noise, but my headache
is clearing up and I almost understood what you lot were on
about. Whatever the plan you all dream
up, may I remind you we only have a little over 4 days left
to implement it. That's assuming that the AI has
usable telemetry recordings of the electromagnetic signature
left, and assuming power can be provided to just the 41234 units
you brought. You just need to adjust the
operating system to use a modified hybrid of the Linux.
Why would Mr. Waters there helping you and the AI to
reprogram each one? I'd estimate no more than
probably about 36 hours. Required less time to find this
puck at Waldorf Airport. But but much, much more than
that. The output of the energy used to
create the cushion from within the baseball complex a mile wide
in diameter through no space. Please do the honors, Dr.
Wainwright, Dear Lord. The electromagnetic signature of
that magnitude would give us a detectable signal all the way
through, back through the bulk and into the other reality we
could track. We'll be tracking the relative
location of the station in near real time.
By them great guns, those nose. It's the answer to everything
we've been searching for other than where the water is.
Well then. Before we lose any more time, we
should head back in and get that recorded data so we can begin
work on the calculations. Assuming we can convince the
others to give us that data. Saving the station and their Mr.
Waters is their first priority. I don't think we'll have any
problem with that. The real challenge?
I'll need to figure out how to use this information and take
advantage of it to our benefit. Carl, we'll be back in contact
in 12 hours to update and run whatever numbers we have past
you. I hear hear you loud and clear
on this M and don't worry, I'll be here searching for this
godless, motherless dog. But son of A.
I bet you all could use a good meal after the trip out here.
Yeah, hey, we were all wondering about that.
How did you manage to locate food to keep you alive out here,
Emory? The the station has 3D food
printers, much better than the basic 3D food printers we have.
In 2022 the station had bioengineered proteins, fats,
carbohydrate gels stored up to support a station of 800 for
three years. These printers can make any food
item from basic organic building blocks.
I was so happy to find that I was really worried I was going
to have to eat ice spider meat. Wait a minute, Emory.
You're saying you have Star Trek food replicators?
Pretty darn close. Just tell Kylie what you'd like
for your meals in an hour or so. Dang, hot food tastes just like
the real thing too. Heck, soft foods like pancakes,
oatmeal, mashed potatoes, they can be ready in 2 to 5 minutes.
Oh oh wow, I have to check this out.
Deputy, why didn't you leave the station before winter started?
Did you not get my message? We got it, Emery, but it arrived
after the last plane for the summer already left, and even
then OP Center was empty so we didn't hear the message until
weeks later. Either way, it was already too
late. What do the records say happen?
Oh. Man, you know I I can't really
say. The Temporal Prime directive is
very strict. The temporal what?
Temporal Prime Directive. It's another Star Trek thing.
Look, Deputy, I really need to be super careful not to say too
much. You learning about your own
future never works out well. Even with the best of
intentions, your actions could have unforeseen negative
consequences and disrupt the entire natural timeline.
Emory, we're talking about over 40 people here, people you and I
know well, people we love, for Christ's sakes.
Now look, I I can't make you tell me, nor would I ever try,
but if the timeline originally said most of the stations
survive, but now you're saying everybody dies, isn't the
timeline already impacted? Trust me, I've taken that under
consideration. Originally, it was only a few
people that died. Me included, I remember.
Yeah. Yes, now it's the entire station
that's being affected. What if I give out information
and then it's the whole continent or worse?
I'm worried that I'm compounding the damage path to your hell
paved with my good intentions. I understand your concerns,
Emery. Just let's chat about this
later. OK, And then so like I thought
you guys said, the station was like all falling apart and
damage to do to like the energy spiders and, you know, being
empty for so long. This place looks brand new.
Well, when you need something to occupy your time, repairing a
station from the future is a great way to do it.
Over the last year I've got a lot of the common areas all
patched up, the halls, all the berthing quarters, and the north
tower fixed up and ready for guests.
I'm halfway through the West towers as a last week.
Hey, why don't you 2 go get something to eat.
Refrigerator has some leftovers sitting inside the meal.
Printers can also have a pretty diverse menu.
Help yourselves to whatever. I don't remember leaving that
other door open. Weird.
Dude, you said the magic words. Munchie time.
Come on, Cainan, let's go get our grub on.
Hey, you guys. You have to try this pretty
chocolate pudding. It's delicious.
Hey Kylie, Are the others still outside the station complex
perimeter? Hi y'all, that is correct.
US Marshall, Vast White, Marlow. The others left my detection
grids exactly 8 minutes ago. I'll notify you when I see them
again. I don't like doctor Shepard.
Lewis Dillon, he gives odd pedal vibes.
Real glitcher. She has a body.
Oh, I am so sorry Deputy. There's so much to bring you all
up to speed on. With Kylie's help, I restored
her ability to project an avatar in the galley, the movie theater
operations and and primary data center complex.
Also a few random hallways and rooms in the north tower.
Rejecting an image consumes power that I don't want to risk
using until I know my hydrogen power reactor is stable.
I'm, I'm sorry I alarmed you, US Deputy Marshall Bass Marlo.
That wasn't my intent. No, that that's OK, Kylie.
No, no harm, no foul. It's just I'm I yeah.
I'm not used to having people suddenly just appear like that.
She's a she's still a hologram, right?
Yes, silly, I'm still a hologram.
How else could my hand pass through the table?
That's Keenan over there. But did did he ask about me at
all? No honey, it just came in.
He and Patrick are getting something to eat.
Oh poor baby, let me go help him find something good and I can
make it for him. According to research, best way
to his heart is through his stomach.
All right, he's too old for you, sweetheart.
I thank you for not smothering me parental unit.
My adolescence was bad enough. Hers is going to destroy me.
Emery going back to what we were discussing before, we have a few
days left before the station moves back or whatever it does.
Give it some thought and let's talk again.
Just you and me, huh? Of.
Course. All right, Deputy.
And Emery, I think we're at the point where you should start
calling me Bass. I appreciate the respect in
using my title, but after all we've been through.
I appreciate that bass. You know, I could use it by
myself. When the Atlas team gets back,
we'll compare notes and get a plan to protect the station
before the next movement or whatever it is.
So you trust that? Oh no, I don't trust them and
the slightest. However, the protection of the
station is at least a common goal that we share.
I think if there's anything we can be sure of is that anything
they do towards that end will be sincere.
Just maybe let's continue to restrict full access to you and
me. If you want to bring Mr. Todd
into the fold as well, I defer to your judgement.
It's your call. Let's just make sure we keep
them monitored, especially around the Nod wells.
I don't want any mysterious vehicle issues to crop up before
we're ready to leave. I wouldn't pass Jocelyn to try
and strand us here as well. Thankfully have a contingency
plan set up for that eventuality.
So she has access to the whole station and futuristic simulated
female TH hormone programming. We're all going to die.
Recording stopped. Is the plan that has been
proposed and depending on your station having reliable data
recordings of the gravimetric energy whilst traversing through
various bulks between realities, we surmise a solution can be
devised and implemented to protect this complex during
passage. You know, that is an interesting
theory. All right, Kylie, Your thoughts,
sweetie? Oh, sorry, I was distracted.
OK, running a statistical analysis and simulation now.
It's an interesting hypothesis, and according to my initial
simulations, the modules brought by Doctor Lawrence Epperson
Rainwright could be reconfigured in the manner they described.
We need to reprogram their software and make some technical
adjustments, provide each with a power feed and strategically
deploy them. Total time required based on the
data sheets. For the 20th era technology we
brought in factoring time to adjust and deploy.
It's so flex we can have everything set up in 2 days.
Will it protect the entire complex?
All structures in the area. If we're willing to sacrifice a
few of the external storage buildings, I can provide
strategic placement locations which would protect a majority
of the complex, including main station, power generation,
external research buildings, and the circular Collider.
Oh, Patrick. Oh, it got on.
Me vulgar and disgusting girl. Hold the phone or whatever
future thing that you do to use. Did the little one just say
circular Collider like like as enlarged Hadron Collider?
Yes, this complex has a particle Collider.
Emery, you have your own particle accelerator.
Well, technically it belongs to the Canadian people, but yeah.
Can I please play with it please?
Please. Please, absolutely not.
Absolutely. Not.
Come on, what is the worst that could happen guys?
Look around you Doctor Dobbers, we are all sitting in the worst
thing that could happen. I like to refer to it as Exhibit
A. Either way, it's not even
operational presently. The accelerator tunnels are
filled with the carcasses of around 60,000 energy draining
ice spiders. Now I have been removing as many
as I can a few hours each day, hauling them to the burn pit
that I dug. But with just me and my progress
rate, I should be done in 27 more years.
Oh yes, the ice spiders. Let me know if you go out while
we're here, I'd love to bring one back to dissect it before we
go. OK you little bird, we need you
to provide us with all the information you recorded like oi
over here love. Sorry, what is it you need?
Special Agent Jason Eleanor Fowler.
Data Data you recorded. During the trip to.
The looking glass, dear. Come on with this one honestly.
Kylie, you may provide them with that data.
It is allowed. Transferring data to your tablet
now transfer complete. I'm surprised you can do all
that while making goo goo eyes at Canaan.
I'm. Simply blocked right now.
Well, thank you, Agent Fowler. I'm going to be dealing with
that one for the next six weeks. I'm going to start reviewing
these logs and come up with the adjustments necessary to
generate the localized electromagnetic output that
should influence brain tension fluctuations and create a
stabilization effect. Doctor Wainwright, would you
assist me? I believe you meant would I
guide you? And the answer, of course, is
yes. OK, we have just under four days
now and from experience I suggest we all get at least six
hours of sleep as soon as it is possible.
Fatigue is not going to help our situation.
Deputy Marshall Bass there there are very comfortable rooms
nearby in the north tower. Everyone can have their own
room. All the showers and lounges on
that floor are are working as well.
Perfect. Thank you, Emily.
OK, it's 1700 right now. Why don't we sync back up at
midnight US? Marshall Bass, Wyatt Marlowe and
Doctor Lawrence Emerson Wainwright.
Is there anybody else in your parties I have not been
introduced to? Of course not.
No, Kylie, we told you about everybody and we're all in the
galley still. Over the last two hours I've
monitored several doors and maintenance hatches accessed.
I had believed this to be a sensor error and coming out of
protected mode. However, all my diagnostics have
been completed and I cannot account for the random location
access. Highly Are there any anomalous
heat signatures or motion hits? No, father, I'm not seeing
anybody other than people in the galley.
Oh, is it those ice spiders? Are they back?
No, there's been no associated drain of power from any
location, only doorways opening and closing.
Wait, wait, please don't tell me this place has ghosts too.
Oh, I don't believe in ghosts mate, I believe in intruders,
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