Monday, October 6
Silicon Dreams: Prologue
I sent a message to another time
But as the days unwind, this I just can’t believe
I sent a note across another plane
Maybe it’s all a game, but this I just can’t conceive.
--Your Truly, 2095 by ELO
BOSTON, MA--Sprague’s feathered haircut and piercing eyes filled the team’s cistrons.
“A few days ago, Centurion Computing Systems released a new palmtop computer called the Centex. This computer is equal or better to the Cistron that we issue to Majestic-12 agents. In addition, we've been hearing reports from inside that they're going to release new technologies that are equal or better to our own. There's a suspicion of possible interference by extra-terrestrial influences. You're to discover if this is due to extraterrestrial influences or possible compromise by someone in Majestic-12. Guppy, you’re mission leader.”
Sprague’s image winked out. The other agents looked at Guppy.
“Wow, big time for you, huh?” asked Jim-Bean.
Guppy jutted his chin out. “It makes sense. I am the technology guy!”
“Sure, sure,” said Hammer. “So what’s the plan, Mission Leader?” [MORE]
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