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Larantz Bill left a door accompanied by three armed security officers. He turned left down the long corridor, methodically walking slow. He noticed the dark blue uniforms who wore leg, which had a bright yellow triangular strip at the front, centered by a large chrome star – the symbol of the World Federation.

"What was it like working as a security officer?" I asked cheerfully, hoping somehow to break the solemn atmosphere of their peers. But it was in vain as no answer or even acknowledge that there spoken.As marched along Bill surveyed the faces of the officers and found to be closely looked straight ahead but saw nothing. It was as if they were locked in their heads.

The oval-shaped corridor was dimly lit and neon lighting that filtered through each side behind a glass cover. The walls were faced with a dark material blue-gray, it was worrying to see.

Rapidly approached a large four-section portal down the hall, beside which is a keyboard more details. The officer driving skillfully written a code to access the entrance. The great door opened by the two main sections to separate and rise, while sections separated and moved lower down, respectively. Passing through the opening they entered a spacious chamber white in the center of which was a huge console. In the vicinity of the control panel was a bright fluorescent-green field, which stretched from the floor about eight feet.

We will follow our departure for the green. The door closed behind them with a surprising rise to give a little start. I could feel her heart flutter for a moment and then quickly recovered when he realized what it was. Upon entering the field in a three-dimensional large head appeared before them wearing a very threatening aspect. The group took a few steps and then abruptly stopped.

"Bill Larantz please step forward," a voice strong jet of some invisible speaker system. Bill meets a little weak knees.

"I'm Holax Madden, Chief Referee district in the west of the area, the World Federation, 'the voice continued fatally. "The case Judgement Home WF-SH-hearing 4:45:00 448xx7 pm-07/24/2110 "Holax said, as if it were a hand, sending the communication to the public some other strangers.

Attention quickly turned to him however, as Holax said: "You have been convicted of the following offenses: attempt to overthrow three counts of the World Federation, two counts of conspiracy against humanity and murder of Federation has two hundred staff. "

There was a pause momentary abrupt as the big head looked gloomily, and then continued with "Because of the violent and terrorist character of their crimes, you have been classified as a level of six convicts – most danger and destruction to society. Therefore, this court condemns aa life sentence in maximum security institution Lunar-A Criminal. You will go at 8:30 am-07/25/2110. All your personal records – at present – will erase all the bases. You are no longer Larantz bill, which has identity been permanently erased as if it had never been born. Now the property of the World Federation. His identity now L-1/INM-448xx7. As the property can and may WF be subjected to any psychiatric and experimentation, including drugs, shock and surgery. Do you have something to say for yourself before you begin your sentence? "Asked Holax to conclude with a more disabling and expression.

"I am neither a criminal nor a terrorist!" Bill began his reply defiant eyes staring at the fax giant head in front of him. "I and my fellow Freedom Fighters is trying to restore freedom this planet that the world — Fe "who tried to say, but the hologram image vehemently him off in midstream:

"We I do not want to hear about your old world of democratic ideas here. Personal freedom was a failure, as we know, because it is too dangerous. The Republic is out America and the world, an Order is in. You have managed to keep pace with the times and like the rest of your brothers defend freedom ", its true purpose – no while beating the drum for freedom – is crime and protecting the criminals commit, "he said firmly Holax and evaluation.

As Bill discussed the ridiculousness of the statement he had just heard and comic seriousness with which he spoke, suddenly burst out laughing uncontrollably.

features head was furious and called out to security officers, "Securing this criminal at a time!"

The three officials met in an agitated manner, electrified batons pulling, turning them into contact with them and the middle of Bill in unison, sending him into violent seizures a few seconds immediately after which fell to the ground unconscious.

9:45:00-AM-08 / 15 / 2110

John Smith was not his real name actually was but the name Nolan Pool was too singular. You see Nolan had the good fortune or misfortune – however the case – to be born with more features than the average. He was average height five feet eleven inches. Her brown hair and brown eyes were common. To emphasize this wore ordinary clothes and shoes, had a half-Joe hair cut and maintained so as to work a day in all their actions.

Now most people who were very average looking, probably would have thought that this is a real problem and could have tried to make it a bit unusual, somehow, to get a weird haircut, wear strange clothes, or something. But Nolan, but thought it as an asset, an asset to be used to the fullest. All the time grew ordinary being practiced. He specifically watch movies and films to detect people who do not stand out, they used to be in the background and were often lost by everyone else. Then, imitating his every move, practice and drilling constantly, bring their actions in the cold. Then look for new films and film characters more each day, and then imitate them and thus on …

Now was fifty-seven and having done this average behavior a habit for many years, had become a true master the common man, every movement a letter perfect regularity. So good in fact that now he could disappear almost entirely. He could get crowds of people to be aware of it. Everyone knows, even those he saw regularly had a very difficult time remembering his name. Some strive for awhile pay attention to him and followed him, but before long begin to lose it eventually became just a part of the fund. All communication with him would start automatically. And he followed his own making sure it retains all its mundane actions.

Nolan has made very average in high school and college, although I could have done much better, but that would have gone against him every day, man. After leaving school became a reporter for a newspaper in Pittsburgh. It was an exceptionally great journalist, but could come into stories of places and get others could not, due to its ability to Invisible Man. He worked in the newspaper for most of ten years and gradually became friends with a beautiful woman named columnist Stash. They have worked closely for years as good friends and eventually fell in love with each other, ultimately marry. Yes he could remember those days vividly. That was in the old days when America was still intact, before The One World Order had taken. They had a relationship very large as it was the highlight and it was the opposite. And because it was then the average it took nothing out of it. Nobody really noticed a couple, but she as a journalist star and beautiful woman. So that worked very well, not wanting distinction and who lived there.

Each year, their love grew stronger and stronger and understanding between them was inviolable. He became a great team together that they felt nothing could stand in his way, so it could accomplish anything. And so he strove, with the intention of changing the world for the better. But sometimes it seems that the situation as perfect as they are not for a world as imperfect as this, and – just when it seemed things could not be better – the wonderful person that he loved so dearly, was killed, ending forever life and love together.

She had been working on a story and you have discovered evidence of a secret conspiracy of state government, which shows that the revenue for education, was being used instead of drugs to children between the ages of six to twelve years. The drugs' being administered – but legal – in effect to give all of these young people with mental disabilities, thus permanently reversing the chances of getting any education. And so when she was discovered and exposed to too much, the vested interests "powers-that-be made his home, but hey. They did not just kill her, but her body riddled with thirty rounds over a semi-automatic machine gun.

He was – to say the least – overwhelmed and devastated by the loss of nearly a year. I could not think or function. It was through the daily movements of life – eating, dressing, bathing and working conditions – on a kind of autopilot, never actually do any of that at all. There completely lost its purpose and motivation to continue living. But one day he realized what to do. He wanted to avenge the tragic death of his wife by exposure of the group responsible for bloodshed as the totalitarians who were. And each of his waking moments are spent discovering their cowardly schemes and plots.

He soon discovered that the group he wanted was much larger and higher than I expected. The real source was a business elite that ran across the planet. The more penetrated the operations of these individuals developed hatred rather than for them. He realized two years before the time that something like as the World Federation was coming. He knew that there was nothing I could do to stop it before it arrives. But knowing this did not somehow small, deter their determination to rid the world of this horrible group.

Of course, he no longer worked for a newspaper, because they were his, with all the propaganda inclined WF. Their methods of search and distribute the truth about The One-World-Order were simple and insidious. He get a job in which corrected the books of major corporations, which will allow digging and research, collect evidence, then move to the next gig and do the same. After a while he would have the information necessary to release a more diverse private media such as computer networks underground sources, and broadcasting (television and radio). In addition he is willing to publish articles anonymously in various evolutionary secrets and revolutionary journals, documents, etc.

Nolan walked along Canal Street toward the center of Saxony – the construction of more recent history fifty corporate office in lower Manhattan. Along the way he realized people walk near him, but did not realize it at all. Their expressions were all very nervous while trying to avoid the many security cameras above the street. Everywhere you looked there were cameras of various types, had different shapes and sizes placed in each type of location. All were perfectly designed to monitor your every move. People were not being free and the atmosphere was anxious and upset.

On reaching the gates of their destination, was responsible for entering the building in the exact way he did every day and was not thrown by the unexpected, "Hello" to unknown passerby.

He responded with an average of "Hello" and a slight nod, then continued forward. He made sure that each and every step and movement he made was an exact duplicate of the above who had ever taken before. He entered the elevator and monotonously down twenty-four, saw the doors close and began to rise. It took some time to get to land twenty-four, what with all the stops made along the way, but eventually arrived and the doors opened. He left and turned right to climb down the long hallway to the room 2469.

Once arrived at the office rang a bell right next to the door. Shortly after an intercom voice said, "Good morning, Mr. Smith, come forward"

The closing of the door the light went from red to green and then opened the door and entered. "Hello Mr. Benkins" he said as he closed the door behind him. He noticed that some unknown person standing next to Benkins.

"Ah-law Jim asked Benkins obviously already having problems with your name.

"It is Sir John", he replied that not at all worried about her forgetfulness.

"Oh yes, John you're right. Would you like me Daran Oldemayer know, he is the executive director of our company ", introduced Benkins nervously.

"Nice to meet you," said Nolan, to shake hands with the VIP sure not to be effusive, maintaining their usual, everyday.

"Nice to meet you," the executive said, is not means at all as he had an attitude of "I am the most important person is likely to have ever met."

"There are files I need you to correct today, "said Benkins idly while pointing to two or three rounds of Super-ROM drive of one hundred" googol-bit "capacity – Googol one hundred bytes of information. And then continued with "We were just on our way to our quarterly meeting so I'll check back with you more later. Okay? "

"Ok Mr. Benkins you later," Nolan said rather indifferently, and realized that not even stay to hear end with him, as they had already left. The VIP that he had received was not aware that he had infected his hand more than a million percept-nano recording. These micro-robots were beyond the state of the art. They were so far undetectable by any system or device – of course this would be so, for only thus time, perhaps two or three months and then would have to improve and miniaturize them again. He had infected the Chief Executive because he had heard rumors an ultra-secret convention made up of the richest individuals and the elite of the planet. And he wanted to record this meeting in its entirety as this could be the case full of gaps that could expose the true intentions and nature of the World Federation.

He sat at the computer, slipped on twelve-inch Super-disc-ROM and started to correct the books as requested, but at the same time, the network of people infected with the virus of several mechanisms of code. Also planted few million hardware and nano-robots in the host program to redesign and rebuild the whole system from afar – of course completely undetectable. In not too long have such total control over the software company that he could do whatever he wanted with it and users see only what he wanted them to see, no one suspected anything different.

In just four hours of time that had successfully installed the appropriate modules that right the corrector entire database, taking care of their own agenda as well. There was not much else I can do right now but sit back and let everything take its course.

-AM-09 10:15:00 / 10/2110

Erick land was a little more than just a little nervous as I walked around with the personnel director who now gives its orientation. You see this was his first day at a job he had been fighting for over fifteen years. Somewhere in the back of his mind he felt as if somehow something would go wrong and all of his hard work in vain. This was mixed with intermittent positive feelings and thoughts like "Wow I really did."

The Director of Personnel – Harve Migel – started his lecture with the guidance: "I'll give you a complete summary of the lunar station control a bit of its history and that is exactly what we do here. "Harve said this important and could tell he thought that the work here was of a status very high. He continued with "We shorten the prison to L-1 and control station on the L-1-Con. Now, L-1 is located in Anderson crater 150 km south of where we are here in the crater Freundich, which is home to the L-1-Con. We must run the remote prison because inmates who are sent there are the most dangerous in the solar system. Control – by means of robots and robotic systems and equipment – the entire center of L-1. We feed the prisoners, monitoring them, maintain gardens and structures, and also manage all new construction and planning of all of L-1-Con. The prisoners come in small capsules of a single sense, become – in the landing – prison cells. All supplies and equipment are shipped from here through automated mini-rail in order not to allow an escape route. The mini-cars are so small that there is no way that any human being – including a young child – possibly could fit it aboard. Also there is no way to carry or produce oxygen in the cars, making it doubly impossible as an escape route. So you see we have here to escape from prison most of the test ever built, a hundred percent fail-safe in my opinion. "

Harvey paused in his speech for a drink water chilled thermos unity. And then continued: "Now the story of the L-1 and L-1 Con-started thirty years ago, when construction began. It took the better part of ten years to complete and the prisoner first arrived more than a thousand years. Since then, more than seven thousand prisoners have been sent here, has not escaped once and not expected to have no will. The idea of L-1 was conceived by Aswit Helmer, was a psychiatrist and director of the prison said. The population Current prison is four thousand, one hundred fifty-six. This is due to the fact that from a World Order has taken over the Earth, the rights of several prisoners have been removed and Now the government can use these prisoners in any experiment they see fit. About forty percent of prisoners who have died in L-1 were due to the research evidence psychiatric. "

Harve arrested again for a while as they made their way into a wall, across which was a control center computer enormous. Erik could not believe how many people saw him running all kinds of computers, things of high technology and advanced that it was hard to believe. The center spread in all directions and was the size of a stadium. As he stood there stunned Harve resumes. "This is where everything happens. This is where you will be working once you complete your program entry, but for now I'll give you a ride. As you can see there is a fair amount of manpower required to operate L-1. "He stopped and looked Erik somehow felt he wanted to make a comment.

"Wow I never thought it would be something like this. It's almost overwhelming," Erik said with evident astonishment.

"Yes, it may seem that way when they have not been given any information beforehand. As you know everything we do here is top secret and confidential. That's why we signed the pledge stating he would not reveal anything about what we do, what you see or what you know about L-1 and L-1-Con, under penalty of prison, "said Harvey in a" this-is-to-be-wait "attitude.

They continued the tour for the remainder of his first day. Late at night in his chambers, Erik mused over the next six days, which was the time his entry program would take. His mind then went on to the next eighteen months – the length of his first tour in L-1-Con and hopes that everything goes well. It also looked forward to his license three months after his first tour, although very far was a good goal to work. It felt good especially now, less fear and anxiety I had before. He thought, "everything will be okay." A few short time later he was sound asleep.

2:25:00-PM-09 / 22 / 2110

For nearly two months since Bill has been convicted again land. He had taken the next morning in an airbus in prison, high security, of course. He rode the bus for fifteen hours to Houston, where was flown aboard the Space-Lift-One – better known as the thriftiest way to space. This trip was tiring of the most unpleasant and lasted five – endless – day. To the end of that time, and about two thousand kilometers in space, land was transferred to a huge moon-space-ship, where he was placed aboard a small capsule – more later to be his prison cell to get to Lunar-one. Traveling on the ferry was not too bad, actually almost funny. But this only lasted two days and at that moment the great ship went into lunar orbit. Once on the other side – with the land no longer in sight – he and the capsule of his imprisonment were expelled from the barge to Lunar-A in the crater Anderson. He took the cap of less than three hours to arrive. Upon entering the crater, you could see what looked like a lunar settlement city scattered through it. Their capsule would not land on the surface, but sought out one of the four axes that led deep underground. Once they had made in the axis was directed to, began to descend slowly going down, down, apparently to the depths of hell. The capsule is stopped down to near a point five kilometers underground and found a gap concavement pre-built, which entered and eventually came to rest. Shortly after that he could see several robotic machines doing a number of operations to adapt to the complex capsule Lunar "One of the systems.

Bill knew there were a number very limited time to save himself. If I wanted to do live here, he would have to act very fast because it was aware of the fact that all prisoners with technical training, were used in experiments that ended with the death – usually within the first six to eight months in prison. This was – she thought – because were trying to prevent the escape. But he had been planning his escape and before he had arrived. In fact, he had been planning for this from the start the freedom fighter movement, more than five years.

He had smuggled – Hidden deep within a cavity in one of his teeth – less than a microgram of nano-replicators. These nano-robots are capable of reproducing at a rate of two per minute ex. Prior was scheduled to activate by touching a magnet to the cavity micro in the tooth, which had been hidden in a plastic toothpick. And now, two months later, there were about two tons of material nanobotic. He had to be extremely cautious in their programming does not accumulate too much in any area, as they could be detected. And so, during production, carefully spread the microscopic material throughout Lunar-One. He had developed a variety of different types of micro-computer, each and every one of which was designated a particular task. There were all a series of computer reprogramming nano-robots. The first thing he did with them was to infiltrate the network as a whole, including all robotic equipment. Then he began to create a simulation system for L-1 range, using the digital material was collected from the video recording devices located throughout the prison.

I wanted to be able to handle all conceivable variations, so that observers of L-1 in the base station would believe they were seeing real signs and not simulation. This was especially difficult to do for robots that traveled through L-1 being remotely operated by L-1-Con staff. He had achieved this goal for three days and was at this time, slowly, one by one, the change in video signal simulation. It had to be very cautious in doing this, because each time spent over a machine was a split second in which there was a lack of transmission of the signal and this caused interference on the receiving end. This sort of thing was very unusual in normal operations, such as electronics tend to do that from time to time. But he would not get carried away with this because it happens too Often, someone could very easily become suspects. And so it usually took the team was not in operation temporarily. Sometimes, however, had to choose one that was in operation – by the time factor – knowing full well that the change in signal is seen at the end of the base.

The next step was that there planned to record as many of the psychiatric experiments as possible to test robotic equipment. He had already prefrontal lobotomy capture twelve, twenty-two electrical treatments, more than fifty sessions of hypnosis in pain with drugs and over twenty-five multiple trials. He thought he needed double that amount to produce a sufficient variety of simulations. He was also in the process of obtaining access to the entire computer network. He desperately needs to do this, so that he could know who would be the choice for each experiment. He felt a great anxiety about this, because their survival depended on it and it was about a months of work to go to completion.

Now, because I could not have all the equipment in his room, which had become infected with several nanobotic systems. There was, example, nano-markers synapses, which made nano-signals to the nerve signals that then you could see in his mind as images. There were also, synapse-nano receptors, which have their thoughts as the commands and converts them to nano-signals. And besides that, there was a nano-detoxification system digestive that filters all drugs, toxins and venom as he ate. He had discovered they were already doing some kind of test on it, drug use and therefore nerve had to act as if this affects the dramatization of the effects, so no one suspected. And so he worked hard on, burning the midnight oil in a race against time to save both his life and escape from this forgotten man of God made hell.

3:15:00-PM-12 / 21 / 2110

Noland had successfully infected with thirty-three people with nano-robots in the past six months. He had selected the most likely candidate I could find that was likely attending the conference elite. As it turned out, only eight of those who had chosen actually had, but that was more than enough for their needs.

The big convention held near Groom Lake, Nevada, in a place known as Area 51 – a top secret government base. It had begun For nearly an hour and all equipment was in place was working excellently. As he was constantly in the need to modernize its nano-robots, was a system in place within each infected person that the construction of each advance and then gradually replace older technology with new. So far there has been no sign that none of their micro-computers were detected, which was all very good and well, but on the other hand, I still could not be relaxed about it, as each passing moment brought a greater chance of occurrence. He just hoped he could get enough data to expose enough to cause their disappearance.

He noted the many VIP's who attended: there was the President of the World Federation, the Secretary General of Prisons, the Secretary of Health and Mental Stability, four Governors of the sector and over one hundred officers of the International Corporate world's largest companies. Eight of the corporate leaders are infected with nano-technology and inadvertently sends signals as if they were spies working for him intentionally. One executive in particular Daran Oldemayer, CEO of Saxon Software Incorporated, was the center of terminal through which the entire collection of digital information are being channeled. Noland remembered the day she met this man, the day he was infected, which had been so arrogant and cocky, and here he was betraying his fellow trafficking of power.

Noland listened as President of the World Federation began, "We must do something urgently to completely shut Freedom Movement Joint Fighter. We must do this immediately and we must be ruthless in this regard. Does anyone have any suggestions? "For a moment, then that he did not request a final silence and felt deeply pondered this issue throughout the world.

"I recommend that all fighters freedom that are caught will be sent to the Moon-A plant, "said Secretary General of Prisons of a sudden, breaking the silence." You've sent us five people, four of whom have been killed early psychiatric experiments. We will ensure that the fifth died within the next three weeks. "There applause of the whole group to hear this.

"Congratulations for this great truth and we keep sending more captured FF. But this may not change completely handle the situation, as the movement seems to be growing wildly. What we need is something which will totally eradicate this thing once and for all, "replied the President with the additional staff.

"Our department has been working on a plan for some time about this, and I think may have something to do the trick by the President, "the Health Ministry intervened with confidence.

"Well, no keep us waiting. Please tell us all about it, "urged the President with some impatience.

"Very well, sir," Frank Liben – Secretariat Health – started a little confused on how to start, being that his mind was racing with many different thoughts at once. He continued with "Here goes." He used it to buy a little more time since it was still struggling to organize all the information. Finally, there was something similar to how he and began in earnest with "As you said Mr. President, we have a serious problem in relation to Freedom Fighter movement, which is a very real threat to the Order World. Since the creation of the World Federation, the Department of Health, the Department of Justice and prison, along with many other sectors of government have spent a psychotropic drug experimentation and voluminous nanobotic. These experiments and tests have been carried out in almost all the world jails, asylums, hospitals and even many clinics. After many years of testing, we created a product we believe will be a total solution for citizen oversight. We call this Apathezak drugs. It is a psychotropic nanobotic compound, which has successfully provided each of the issues that has been administered, with varying degrees of apathy. Has proven to be one hundred percent effective in the creation of catatonic individuals in the highest dose and very docile, obedient workers, who have no independence or initiative in the lower dose. "

Frank paused for a moment, taking into account the fact that, all ears and eyes in the room were glued to it in eager anticipation. And pick briefly thought, went ahead once again with "Now what we propose is to take this medicine and distribute it through the worlds water systems. In just a period of six months which may affect a whole new controlled company. This is the complete solution to Freedom Fighter movement, because we will distribute the dose higher for those with technical education, making these individuals no longer catatonic and intelligent. Their skills will be as absent, not even be able to take care of themselves, much less start another movement. The balance of society will be a variety of different doses, resulting in perfect employee citizenship with a variety of skill levels, none of which are beyond the obedient worker. No part of civilization – with the exception of our own elite group – will have the independence and initiative and will not take part in the functioning of the world. The public employee does not do nothing except what they are trained and programmed to do. With a view you can see, this program effectively end our current crisis and thus prevent any future uprisings occur. "The Secretary of Health concluded in a verbal crescendo that evoked a burst of applause from the crowd.

Noland looked, as he captured digitally all this and said to himself in amazement, how he really thought all this was perfectly normal, and his only conclusion was that all had gone quite mad. He continued in his search for the digitization of the meeting, all the while trying hard to keep the non-detection to keep all machinery nanobotic well distributed. So far had been successful for almost two hours, although it already had three or four shocks. But just as he was beginning to think that it could only do so through the whole event without being detected, a nano-detector scanner came up, scanning an attendee who was infected. No spot in time and suddenly alarms sounded, which sent him struggling to erase all traces of micro-electronic spying.

7:14:00-PM-012 / 23 / 2110

Erik urgently Earth on their way to the masters of deck had scored five cases of electromagnetic interference in less than ten minutes and was much more than what would normally be expect even less equipment, not to mention anything that was the state of the art. He had alerted his superiors directly through E-COM, but all that the response he got was that it was not so unusual, that he was exaggerating as he was new and not used to things working. And so you are not satisfied, E-CoMed had the Captain of the Guard, requesting to discuss the matter with it directly.

He made his way to the rack and picked it up from Elevator level less thirty-nine to ten more, in less than a minute. When you reach your target level, the doors opened quickly and went – a feeling of heaviness, as if still were on the rise. He turned the corner and saw the floor captains, thinking of the many reports he had made in which he had taken note of some very unusual events. Now this was what I had to do as part of its policy work, but the attitude he got when he alerted his immediate superior was a extreme complacency. Just wanted to submit their daily reports and leave it at that. But the combination of rare Erik had seen was too weird to be normal.

As soon as he arrived at the entrance to the deck of the captain softly but with authority, he said, "Let the earth."

So made him feel self-conscious and – although he hated to admit it – I was attracted to a large degree by the master. "Hi, my captain gave him absently desperately trying to be professional.

"Please have a seat, which offers She points to a comfortable chair for air. It did and began to feel more relaxed and less vulnerable.

"I wondered if he had read the report he sent earlier this evening?" Me asked increasingly specific.

"Yes I did," she replied calmly. "I want to thank you for being so attentive to their work, this is highly commendable. "

"Thanks," he said, feeling a combination of pride and nervousness at the same time.

"I I assure you that I'm looking into these things further as a result of its report. We are, as you know, number one maximum security prison, without exception. Therefore, it is important that we do check in every rarity, no matter how small. I am particularly concerned about numerous electronic interference you mentioned. I have appointed a small team to start a trace on all these changes and compare them with previous data, we can have, "said the captain more seriously.

"I can not tell you how much better it makes me feel to tell me that. I have made many reports and was beginning to feel as if it really was not being heard, "Erik said with joy.

"I can understand how that could be upsetting," recognized the captain paused and then continued with "One thing I'm really struggling with this whole issue is, why no one has none of this information to me in the right channels? "She asked this question aloud, but seemed to be asking itself instead of Erik or any other else for that matter. She pondered it for a brief moment, then suddenly asked, "Is there anything else I had to do with me?"

"Ah," I suppose not, "he said, feeling a surge of vulnerability.

"Very well, then Earth. Back to your post! "She commanded.

"Yes sir" he replied, and then met to get up and go back to where it had come.

A once he had left the rooms, which welcomed the E-Four Sector Chief, Lands immediate superior. She told him all about the meeting with the land and expressed dissatisfaction because they were not notified. She further advised that it would be an investigation into the matter and reports to the Secretary General of Prisons.

After only a couple of minutes for her to receive a response from the sector-Four-Head via E-COMM. She could clearly see the anger in his conduct as he responded with: "Captain, I am amazed and surprised by this information because I have not been notified. Coworkers are informing me that the earth is quite problematic, always trying to cause problems and what not. CE (Com End). "

He sat there and considered his answer for a time as streams of questions arose, apparently in a flood. She decided that the situation was much worse than we thought, the urgency to get to work and find out exactly what was happening and fast, drove fast and vigorous action.

8:10:00-AM-12 / 24 / 2110

Bill had changed now almost all robotic equipment most of the simulations. But he was having a terrible time with the machine of psychiatric tests, which had sometimes triple and quadruple backup systems which were very difficult to cut. However, all they had to be canceled in order to gain control. He was very concerned that there was someone in the control was catching him as he had lately begun to pick up signals of the marker in the entire system. These had to be extremely careful about any small signal – including those of very small nano-machines – can be detected quite easily. This made their task almost impossible even tougher. And this was only one of many projects he had going on. It was also the building, through nano-fabrication equipment, a powerful weapon photon radiation I would need to disable all communication systems L-1-Con.

He had been working so diligently that he did not, at first, observe the snake robot telescope as entering the top of his cap, quietly moving toward him. Once they are aware of it, looked up sharply and was opened in horror at the diabolical machine. I knew instantly that this was a lobotomatic units. He quickly threw the terror aside and began sending mental frantically signals for all nano-robots nearby, commanding an attack on them all to clear rapidly. His arms and legs were locked in Suddenly in place by the president of the air that was sitting in, immobilizing him completely. I could feel a force field around holding him. It felt like a stone, and could not even blink or move their lips. As I sat there, unable to move and barely able to think, the snake machine closer and closer.

Bill keeps his mind on the signals sent to the nano machines trying desperately to get his mind of what I was experiencing. I was not too sure I could turn off this unit before you did, but he continued to work anyway in a final effort.

The machine was now snake on him, looking into his eyes made him an eye-scan identification. He touched his head and his whole body began to be very cold and numb. He had avoided as the original system, but there were three to go. But now it was more difficult to concentrate while still finding his mind to drift to the snake-unit that attracted his attention as a black hole attracts all light. He realized almost unaware that he had avoided the first back-up system, only two more to go. Two six-inch electrode needle moved out of the end of the machine lobotomy aa revolved around both sides of the head and then turned slowly towards the temples. I knew that once these things entered into his brain would be all for it.

9:35:00-AM-12 / 22 / 2110

Noland was successful, and just at the right time, destroying all nano-technology equipment was placed in the conference elite. I was reasonably sure that had erased all traces of the signal, as it had fired the self-destruct routine quickly and efficiently the same time the alarm went. But because that one could never be one hundred percent sure, should now be on the look out and always a fugitive on the run. However, he had all the information needed, the only thing left to do was to compile and then released in the underground channels, before being discovered and captured.

He had actually discovered a hundred years, the double-sided fabric to subvert and transform America. On the one hand you have the all-science school of thought – they thought there was only the material and had no spirituality, no need of any God or religion. And on the other side was all-is-group of God – who believed that God was all that mattered, and that all that was material was bad and had to be avoided and denied.

It was easy to see that both sides were completely wrong at the ends so far. From the evidence he had discovered in its investigations and research, science and religion are mutually dependent and interrelated one over the other. On the one hand, science could never have launched without religion. A barbaric society that has no religion has no time to think about anything so advanced as a science, as one is too busy trying to avoid being assaulted or killed by a fellow barbarians. The absolute stupidity of the idea that everything is matter and the creation of the universe was just some kind of freak accident, is just as ignorant as the idea that only God is allowed to be causal in nature and in lives of men. At this time the group had taken control material was the tribe, not of God, better known as the World Federation and World Order.

There was no longer any need for him to do accounting work. He had gathered enough information and the only thing that mattered now was to distribute the truth of what that was going on most of the population that could, in hopes of restoring free nation of America and, moreover, all other countries of the free world above. He felt an intense urgency in his crusade, as he was aware that very little time remained.

Of course, he followed in all of its shares perfect every day. Walking through Fifty-seventh Street, heading to an area that was a secret entrance to an underground community in a system meters long abandoned, I thought I had about a week to accomplish what he needed. If no successful civilization would go in a state of no return, and the light of liberty once again will turn off. It could be a very long time before it became more and again – perhaps a millennium or two, possibly much more than that. The idea of this happening propelled him forward, and aim lasers became directly and without the slightest thought of could be stopped.

11:45:00-AM-12 / 24 / 2110

Erik sat in his room felt very discouraged. He had been suspended from duty until further notice and, possibly, could end up losing their jobs all together. He was a big problem, however, had no idea why, since there was was simply doing his job. He had received a very disturbing E-COMM barely twenty-four hours after his meeting with the Captain of the Guard.

"The alarming reports and communications with the captain, have been found to be invalid and were made with the intention of causing trouble and trying to gain advantage over one high! "Said the Head of Sector Four with marked hostility. This audio / video message was accompanied by a document stating that order was suspended, pending full investigation, the results could lead to dismissal. And all this because he had reported only what he saw and thought enough important to ensure that someone acted on it. Maybe he tried too hard, he thought to himself. Maybe he was exaggerating and maybe I have no experience necessary order to know what is serious enough to care. After all, this place has been running for almost two decades before my arrival, without a single mishap. But it certainly did not intend to cause trouble for anyone and was not, somehow, trying to gain any benefits.

None of this was meaning for him, and he knew something was wrong somewhere. He began to remember all the deals that had in the last three months with his superior and realized that this He was very accommodating to all matters relating to their duties. He kept going over and over again the whole situation in mind, hoping that all the work of some form or another.

He wandered on to monitor survey, was there with him in his room and began to leaf through the inspection area that someone else was now in charge. At first we observe only what he saw as he surveyed the area often, but spending thirteen area, very definitely caught his eye. He returned to it right away. And there was so unmistakably clear that he could not understand how he or someone else had lost before. In the center of the screen object has been long outstanding. He clicked on the construction and equipment list for the area and tried to find some element that matched the description and location. He found none and so did an inventory of the subject area. The system took only twenty seconds to return a total count of thirty-two hundred articles. But – as I had imagined – the computer screen appears: "WARNING! DISCREPANCY – unaccounted THIRTEEN ADDITIONAL found items! RED ALERT! NOTIFICATION ON ALL THE CHANNELS! "

He obeyed immediately by pressing the notification, on all channels "button, in which an abundant number of alarms sounded throughout the L-1-Con.

1:05:00-PM-12 / 24 / 2110

Bill had been halted Larantz the snake-shaped machine to conduct its program instructions as the two entered Acute brain electrodes on the skin of her temples. However, he only had left and was temporarily locked in place by force field. I could feel the blood flowing slowly crossed temples on both sides of the face, but however, went to work on getting the gun complete photon radiation. I was reasonably sure that if it had not been detected, would soon, as he had to accumulate too much nano-material in their local area in the management of snake machine.

He worked frantically to program final components of the gun, was the only hope I had to stay alive. He had not known that their new model of housing prison cells pre-equipped with machinery of psychiatric tests and therefore had been taken by surprise. He realized that he had become a bit too cocky in their efforts; this attitude had almost cost him his life and escape. As mental images – through the many signs nano – transmitters – comes from the locale of the gun, the final components was taking shape. He thought he needed about twenty minutes to complete what was a long time now, but there was no way to speed the process.

He worked desperately at the same time, scanning for any sign of detection of the L-1-Con. The nano-timer he had now marked "for teens only nine minutes to go." He thought it would be agonizing to go through the next nineteen minutes. He tried to take your mind outside the time by making all the coordinates of the many dishes of communication that should take place with the gun, to cut the post Lunar Control outside-One.

"Eighteen minutes from time," a new signal communicated through his feverish activity. And although each passing moment I approached the security, did not feel at all encouraged, but even more anxious. He felt more and more terror in the fact of being completely immobile force field in the snake. He had always been claustrophobic in small spaces and was deathly afraid of entering a situation where he could not move. So there was, at last, and that their fear began to succumb to it, his mental capacity increasingly less per minute, such as fear took over him.

Suddenly he realized that had not been aware or thinking at all, but it was just staring at the empty snake machine mind. She wondered how much time had passed. He was having a terrible time trying to orient him to the situation and the task at hand. And then the next signal is communicated with "Twelve minutes to go." He was stunned, had lost six minutes. Seeing that the time had lost propelled him back into action with renewed vitality. Quickly verify on the progress of the gun and was happy to see everything – so far – going as planned. And at that moment – just when I was starting to feel a little confidence – which had been hoping would not happen, did. Without a moments notice a disturbing signal came through "WARNING NANO-Botič signals detected by the control!" He responded quickly divert all coding and communications, to avoid discovering the point of origin, which was of course himself. Just hoping buy him enough time to complete the construction, with enough left over to shoot and destroy all Comm-plates. The next sign of nano-robot came through communication, "Eleven minutes to go."

3:05:00-PM-12 / 22 / 2110

Noland realized he was being followed and was very unusual, because nobody had any attention never interested in him ever. It was an experience he was totally unprepared for and he was not sure exactly how to handle it. He quickened his pace only to find his pursuers accelerating. He turned a corner and it was the act in full control, running everything you can. He turned a corner and bolted for second but third. Arriving at the third corner, he quickly put a pair of motorized and eight super-disco-in-line skates. He walked down the aisle, getting quickly to maximum speed of thirty-five miles per hour.

He was sure that he had lost managed to evade the first group of pursuers, but he knew so well and with equal certainty, that had been discovered now and have hundreds now hot on his trail. He looked around quickly in the need for a place to hide and travel at the same time. He saw and decided by a bus load appeared headed toward city-center underground and it was exactly where I needed to go. He arrived quickly, took a hold of the end of it and carefully placed uncomfortably below it. He was out of place, travel quickly, still mounted on his skates. It gripped the underside of the bus as he know, his past pursuers, who were still chasing him, but were heading in the wrong direction.

The bus was traveling about three miles, and found with the entrance of the central subway system, which entered into it. Due to low light was a little hard to see, so I waited for her eyes to adjust, because it does not consider do anything right for him until he had some vision at least. The bus had stopped now as it was waiting in line for an inspection of cargo – Before being traded as a rail-car and then sent to an out-of-state metro line.

Knowing he could not stay put for very long, that slowly and silently left under the bus, while carefully considering their surroundings, specifically looking for cameras and detection devices.

He went the other side of the bus where it was less likely to be seen and decided to adjust the skates in the way without having to travel, which would function like a pair of shoes every day. I had to do this, because in the mode of travel that was more likely to drop, the noise which might offset any number of alarm devices security.

He worked his way along the long line of trucks and buses, maintaining low and in the shadows where you do not land. Occasionally vehicles moving simultaneously and one of them ride the short distance to the next stopping point. After some time made his way to an opening on its side of the subway line. Taking a telescopic camera-micro-compartment of his flock, he sent the opening of the probe in search of safety equipment. Indeed there were three cameras and a variety of electronic detection products as well. Decided that due to the positions of the teams would have to crawl on the ground in a almost flat position along the base of the wall below the opening lied. He approached her slowly and carefully without making any sudden moves.

Once I was on the other side and beyond the range of safety devices rose slowly as a backup check before ensuring that there was no nothing there to ground, finding nothing, he continued. He warned that once in a while he found the roof sections that had once housed cameras, which now absent – probably due to lack of funds and budget cuts. This area was one of the unmanaged sections of the city.

Suddenly, and without apparent reason, Nolan remembers the moment when he and Stash had held its second anniversary. He was one of the most memorable moments they shared together, and with certainty that he personally appreciated above all else. Both had had a day off work to spend time together. The day started very early in the morning when he woke up and spontaneous love together. After they had taken a shower, got dressed, then walked hand in hand through the streets of the city, talking and enjoying the beautiful morning and each other. Finally stumbled on a restaurant that had never been before and had the breakfast is wonderful. While they ate discussed many things and laughed until their sides hurt. The friendly staff and atmosphere of the cafe, great coffee aroma and flavor of rich, delicious food and his incredible love for others, all mixed together for what could be considered no less than a perfect day before.

After breakfast he had continued walking, sometimes stopping to buy in different stores or antique shops which were located along the road. Everything seemed perfect art magic that day. It was impulsive, unplanned and yet everything happened as if according to some design. It was like nothing I did that day could go wrong. Not had food, but instead had snacker least a couple of streets on the side of the food vendors. In the afternoon they met an old man, very charming used bookstore and ended up spending the rest of the daylight hours there. Finally found a couple of books each, buy and read them together, talking intermittently.

More Later, when the sun had set and the city lights shine bright, they had found a quaint, comfortable restaurant and not too expensive and had another memorable meal. After that, they had captured a play called "fire water", which had the most innovative music with a completely unusual story but intriguing. It was the story of an Indian woman who saved his tribe from the many vices of European civilization coming to educate them about what they had seen the tribes further east. They had enjoyed the work very much.

On returning home after work he had been talking together for some hours. And he never forgot what he said to one another just before falling asleep in the arms of another: "You are my reward in life," Noland said it with a higher affinity and sensitivity.

'You make me feel like the most precious and valuable jewel on earth, "Stash said with complete sincerity. In the sleep cuddled.

The memory is very clear and vivid and Noland could feel a strong tightness in the throat and tears in his eyes from the intense pain of her loss.

1:10:00-PM-12 / 24 / 2110

Shortly after the alarms had sounded, Erik was soon no longer suspended, but is called emergency post on all hands. He had fallen below, along with everyone else, the control center, the scene was total chaos. The captain began a series orders with, "Has anyone identified what are the elements of disagreement?" And when no one answered immediately turned to his second in command and shouted, "I need this correctly applied NOW!" She walked quickly to the master control box Watch and spoke into the microphone, "Sector three to six staff members listen. Half of you need to make inventories in sections and the other half to make the sign of footprints. Freelancers! "

Erik expecting the Four-Head-Sector resettlement is ordered to Sector-Four-personal, but instead was a completely different person, someone I had not known before.

"All the right wing, he heard the captain," you started but realized immediately the questioning glances in his eyes and said knowingly, "I am Franz Bova, Technical Specialist, L-1-Con. Your Head Sector is currently unavailable to other topics, so time shall be its head. "He turned and looked directly at Erik and said to him," Land, because it is found that this discrepancy, I would be in charge identification details of inventory, right? "

"Yes sir," replied, feeling of triumphalism that had already gone bad-boy to hero in one fell swoop. He felt that the Sector Four-Chief was in some serious trouble.

"I will call the following names, those of you who I call Erik will continue as members of his team. "Franz paused for a moment and was about to start calling names, but was interrupted by the sound of alarm more dangerous, deep resonance.

"Now the captain cried in frustration.

"The Captain just nanobotic signs five sector, "the second in command nervously.

"God!" The captain said, looking sick with worry. For a moment or two was in shock too and said nothing, she recovered quickly, however, and gave a single order for all of the L-1-With the I-Com. Very good! CANCEL the previous orders, I want everyone STAFF, WITH THE EXCEPTION OF THE SYSTEM ADMINISTRATORS, DE TRACKING THE SOURCE OF THESE SIGNS And I want you found in the act! "She gave a different order to the system administrators," What I need from you is a complete replacement of all L-1 and L-1 "With the systems! Do you understand? "

Administrators responded in unison with a "Yes Captain!"

1:23:00-PM-12 / 24 / 2110

The following message came through "Two minutes to go." Bill sat there are still frozen, desperately trying to evade the followers of the signal, which is closer by the minute. At first it was very difficult, if not were numerous and could easily mislead by sending out signals from several different locations simultaneously. But now there are hundreds and hundreds and is rapidly becoming impossible to keep up with each and every one of them. However, he continued working on it, hoping against all hope that somehow how could wait for the next minute and a half, using almost all of its signal to produce nano-robots decoy transmissions. When the gun is over, the Comm-coordinate boxes are pre-programmed and ready to fire automatically.

"One minute to go," the next message. Decided in this last minute, it would not send to itself or to receive further communications through the rest of nano-markers. To do this, should clarify its mind and think about absolutely nothing, and that every thought that had to be a transmission that might be found. And stared at the snake machine, keeping all their attention on the few things he and others who were directly in front of his line of sight. His attention was all the way out and realized the colors and shapes of various objects on the capsule. He was also aware of the silence that reigned during the small space, your body position, weight, temperature and even immobility. Despite being aware of all these things, he did not think a single thought, but remained conscious of himself and everything around it.

And then came the final message, "Construction and INITIALIZATION COMPLETE! All Systems Go! GOALS BLOCKED! SHOOTING NOW!" Despite the good new message, Bill continued to be only conscious, not thinking a thought in relation to it.

6:15:00-PM-12 / 22 / 2110

Noland had managed to exit the underground tunnel freight tracking into a partially open air vent, located near the ground. I had to make sure to put the iron grated vent cover more safely once inside, to be less suspicious. He crawled along the vent channel for almost two hours before reaching a section that had an opening in the wall. The opening led to the old and forgotten new subway system in New York that had been built in the twentieth century, but abandoned and unused for almost fifty years now. The hole, though large, was not big enough for him to get through and therefore had to take the small hammer he carried in his backpack and use it to slowly dent in the concrete painstakingly hard to enlarge it. It took more than an hour to get the hole to size. Then, place an anchor in the concrete floor of the aeration chamber and tied the rope to it. He pulled the rope in the opening and then holding the string, carefully maneuvered his body exhaust chamber and began to climb towards the bottom. It was perhaps two thirds of the way below, when the anchor suddenly fell off and the other seven feet. I was completely taken by surprise, his heart pounding rapidly, but fortunately not was injured.

Once they had collected, gathered all his team together, selected to ensure that he had not lost anything and that nothing had damaged, began to track south metro. He was heading to an area that was about five miles from where he was now a secret known control as Underworld. He was one of the last vestiges of freedom than the freedom fighter movement operated. He had

About the Author

Rick Phipps was born in 1964 in Denver Colorado, and grew up in and around Longmont and Berthoud Colorado. He moved to California in 1983 where he lived for ten years in Blythe on a ranch that had no electricity. There he helped power a small community with Photovoltaic Solar arrays. He also built solar ovens, grew hydroponic tomatoes, and built solar water heaters. He moved to Orange County in 1998 to join staff at the Church of Scientology of Orange County. He then moved to San Francisco and and was a staff member at the local Church of Scientology. From 2006-2009. He now resides in Dallas and is a staff member there.

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