Time's End: A Future Chron Novel (Future Chron Universe Book 34)
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TIME'S
END
D.W. PATTERSON
Copyright © 2021 D.W. Patterson
All rights reserved.
1st Edition
1st Printing - July, 2021
Cover – Copyright © Future Chron Publishing
No part of this book may be reproduced in any manner whatsoever without permission, except in the case of brief quotations for the purpose of review. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and events are products of the author's imagination and should not be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events and people, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
DEDICATION
To Sarah
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
Several classic science fiction excerpts are used throughout the book. These attributions are given below by the Chapter in which they occur, followed by a snippet in italics, followed by the original book title and author. All excerpts were taken from the public domain works at the Gutenberg website therefore they have no page number associated with them. A reader wanting to know more might use a search engine for more information (as I have).
Chapter 1
No one would have believed
“War Of The Worlds” - H.G. Wells
Chapter 2
In his savage, untutored breast
“Tarzan Of The Apes” - Edgar Rice Burroughs
Chapter 5
I do not believe that I am made of the stuff which constitutes heroes,
“A Princess Of Mars” - Edgar Rice Burroughs
Chapter 6
While there is life there is hope. I beg to assert
“Journey To The Center Of The Earth” - Jules Verne
Chapter 7
He caught up the lamp swiftly, and carried it, flaring red,
“The Time Machine” - H.G. Wells
Chapter 8
It is a law of nature we overlook,
“The Time Machine” - H.G. Wells
Chapter 9
It is only when you suffer that you really understand.
“Journey To The Center Of The Earth” - Jules Verne
Chapter 13
As I stood thus meditating, I turned my gaze from the landscape to the heavens
“A Princess Of Mars” - Edgar Rice Burroughs
Chapter 16
What human being would ever have conceived the idea of such a journey?
“From The Earth To The Moon” - Jules Verne
Chapter 19
The year 1866 was signalised by a remarkable incident,
“Twenty Thousand Leagues Under The Sea” - Jules Verne
Chapter 22
What is this spirit in man that urges him forever to depart from happiness and security,
“The First Men In The Moon” - H.G. Wells
Chapter 23
That is the germ of my great discovery.
“The Time Machine” - H.G. Wells
Chapter 24
In that little party there was not one who would desert another;
“The Gods Of Mars” - Edgar Rice Burroughs
Chapter 25
As long as the heart beats, as long as body and soul keep together,
“Journey To The Center Of The Earth” - Jules Verne
Chapter 27
By the toll of a billion deaths man has bought his birthright of the earth,
“The War Of The World” - H.G. Wells
Chapter 30
To sit among all those unknown things before a puzzle like that is hopeless.
“The Time Machine” - H.G. Wells
Chapter 31
to the poet a pearl is a tear of the sea; to the Orientals, it is a drop of dew solidified;
“Twenty Thousand Leagues Under The Sea” - Jules Verne
Chapter 33
When I saw myself thus wholly cut off from human succour, incapable of attempting anything for my deliverance,
“Journey To The Center Of The Earth” - Jules Verne
At last, more than thirty million years hence,
“The Time Machine” - H.G. Wells
To do evil a human being must first believe that he is doing good, or else that it's a well-considered act in conformity to natural law …. it is in the nature of a human being to seek a justification for his actions.
A. Solzhenitsyn
We created AI in our image.
Elias Mach
TIME'S END
TO THE READER
In this book I have decided to return to my previous practice of putting scientific and technical details at the beginning of a chapter. This is the infamous data-dump that some people bemoan finding in science fiction novels. (Read Verne's From The Earth To The Moon to see real data-dumping).
I have done this for two reasons. First, it is much easier (I think) as a reader to read these details in an encyclopedic fashion than as an explanation in or interruption of the narrative or plot. Second, I like data-dumps in science fiction books. It's what got me interested in science and speculating about science and eventually getting a degree in physics and eventually writing science fiction. So I hope it doesn't bother the reader too much, indeed I hope it enhances the read. But to me it is of the essence of hard science fiction – old school.
Chapter 1
From The PopSci Encyclic
2700 A.D. Edition
Quantum Temporal Dynamics (QTD) states that time is caused by a temporal quantum field. This stands in contrast to the previous view of time, that it was a consequence of the Second Law of Thermodynamics and entropy.
Like the Higgs field which permeates space and gives particles their mass, the temporal field of QTD also permeates space and causes time and its “tick” rate. The fundamental duration of a tick is a multiple of the Planck time.
QTD introduces three more fundamental particles to the Standard Model of Physics. These are the chron or field particle, and the chron+ (chron-plus) and chron- (chron-minus) which determine whether time speeds up (chron+) or slows down (chron-).
If a region of space can be shielded from the temporal field then the rate of time in that region will change according to the degree of shielding, the geometry of the region, and the quantum spin number of the chron+ (spin 1) or chron- (spin -1) particles.
The Spin-Two drive can create such a shielded region of space.
“They should have been here hours ago,” said the flight engineer of the Kabania Habitat.
“Well we've got nothing on the comm,” said another.
Joe Evans didn't like what he was hearing. The ship could be anywhere from Kabania to Alcor. And it was his job to know and he didn't and now he was going to have to take it upstairs. This was no way to get a commendation.
“That's right Mr. Agar the ship hasn't reported in and hasn't answered our calls.”
Tom knew that Joe only called him Mr. Agar when Joe was nervous. And when Joe was nervous, Tom knew he should be nervous too.
“Okay Joe report it.”
“You mean to the authorities?”
“Yeah, we can't wait any longer or they'll be second-guessing our motives.”
“Yes sir,” said Joe as he left Agar's office.
If there's one thing I hate more than reporting something like this to Tom, it's reporting it to the government.
Joe made the report through official channels.
“You seen this Alinde?”
“Yeah, it's the report about the missing freighter. Why?”
“Didn't this same thing happen a couple of months ago?”
“That's what you told me Musawa, I was on
vacation when it happened.”
“Yeah, we never did find that ship. The big boys ain't going to like another one. You tell them.”
Alinde had no desire to pass on the report but since Musawa was the boss he had no choice. He passed it up through official channels.
“Another one, damn it,” said General Asaki.
“Yes sir, I'm afraid so. Same as last time. The ship left on time, opened a link-mouth, and was never heard from again.”
“Captain Omuro we might have survived one loss but now the pressure is going to be intense to figure this out.”
“That's politics sir. I'll write it up right away, excuse me sir.”
“Yeah, okay Captain.”
Omuro was halfway out the door when he heard the General say, “I just wish it had waited, I'm retiring in three months. What a cluster . . .”
Omuro had closed the door to the General's office before he finished, the General's language was sometimes a little too plain for Omuro's tastes.
“Mr. President I have just been briefed by General Asaki of Space Command.”
“Yes Pritchard, what is it?”
“Sir, if you will remember a few months ago a freighter went missing?”
“I remember something about it. No one told me what happened.”
“We still don't know sir but unfortunately we have another report of a freighter missing.”
“Again? Where?”
“The ship was bound for Kabania Habitat from Alcor.”
“Has that any connection with the last one?”
“No sir, none that we know of.”
“And that's all we know, right?”
“Yes sir.”
“Okay, you'll have to release it to the press. We don't want to be accused of covering up anything.”
“Yes sir, I'll get right on it,” said Pritchard as he rose to leave the President's office.
“God almighty to . . .”
Pritchard didn't stop to hear what else the President said, he could get quite salty when under stress.
“Ship Missing, What We Know, What We Don't” – New New Yorker Daily
“No One Knows Nothing. Second Ship Disappears” – Kabania Times
“Proof Of Aliens If Only We'd Listen” – Galaxy Inquirer
“No one would have believed in the last years of the nineteenth century that this world was being watched keenly and closely by intelligences greater than man’s and yet as mortal as his own; that as men busied themselves about their various concerns they were scrutinised and studied, perhaps almost as narrowly as a man with a microscope might scrutinise the transient creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water. With infinite complacency men went to and fro over this globe about their little affairs, serene in their assurance of their empire over matter. It is possible that the infusoria under the microscope do the same. No one gave a thought to the older worlds of space as sources of human danger, or thought of them only to dismiss the idea of life upon them as impossible or improbable. It is curious to recall some of the mental habits of those departed days. At most terrestrial men fancied there might be other men upon Mars, perhaps inferior to themselves and ready to welcome a missionary enterprise. Yet across the gulf of space, minds that are to our minds as ours are to those of the beasts that perish, intellects vast and cool and unsympathetic, regarded this earth with envious eyes, and slowly and surely drew their plans against us. And early in the twentieth century came the great disillusionment”
Pearce Rawlings closed the book on his Emmie, his digital assistant. It was one of his favorites of the old science fiction books he liked to read over and over but he just didn't have time now. Things were going from bad to worse at work.
He knew that working for Temporal Dynamics wouldn't be easy, but this latest challenge was ridiculous. Outfitting a fusion ship with a temporal generator with only a skeleton staff. The excitement of a start-up the guy said.
The budget, I should have asked about the budget.
He knew it was too late now. He had to pull this off if he wanted to keep working in the time business. And at his age what else would he do?
Pearce Rawlings had been studying Quantum Temporal Dynamics since graduate school and he still felt he didn't know anything years later. All he knew was that this was the first practical application of the science. The first application that might make a company some money. He roused himself from his reverie.
“Johnson you ready for the test?”
“Roger Project Leader.”
Geez, there he goes again. You can take the boy out of the Space Force but you can't take the Space Force out of the boy.
“A simple yes will suffice Rudi.”
“Yes then.”
“How about it Al?”
“Ready.”
“Ready Boris?”
“Affirmative.”
“Okay, I'm going to bring the drive online.”
The drive, that is the spin-two drive, was brought up and began creating the negative energy bubble. The bubble began to grow to a size that would completely encompass the fusion ship. Outside the bubble on another ship, a drive operated by Ralph Cannel started forming smaller bubbles of negative energy right next to the surface of the large bubble.
Since negative mass-energy will repulse other negative mass-energy the small bubble applied a slight impulse to the larger one. Ralph's drive started producing these smaller bubbles at a rate and in an order that caused the large bubble to begin to develop a spin. Faster and faster the bubble enclosing the fusion ship spun. Like a cup of coffee stirred until it begins to hollow out, the bubble of negative energy began to hollow out.
The key now would be to know how fast the bubble needed to be spinning to compress the walls of the hollowed sphere to the desired thickness. At that point, external quantum fields that always exist at every point in space would be greatly diminished in the hollow sphere. The effect, in this case, should be a slowing down of time.
Ralph was using an electromagnetic pulse generator to measure the wall thickness of the hollowed sphere. Like a form of radar, he would see two reflections. A strong reflection from the outer surface and then almost immediately a weaker but distinctive reflection from the inner wall. Measuring the time between reflections and multiplying that by the speed of light would give the thickness.
A few more seconds and Ralph measured the wall thickness they needed. He shut down his drive. The large hollow sphere of negative energy would now spin down and dissipate and the atomic clocks aboard the two ships could be compared.
After a few minutes the bubble was almost gone. Ralph waited to hear from Pearce and waited, and waited. Finally, he called Pearce but got no response. He called an emergency. The rescue team that had been waiting was ready and Ralph used the spin-two to link them from his ship to Pearce's.
Coming out of the far mouth of the local link the team found a nightmare. Almost everyone aboard had suffered some kind of life-ending trauma. The bodies themselves were mutilated and hacked, sometimes in two. The only one still breathing was Pearce Rawlings and he was unconscious.
In the hospital after three days in a coma, Pearce woke late at night. At first he thought he was still on the fusion ship. He could see the consoles and bulkheads of the crew wheel. But he snapped into consciousness and recognized he was in a hospital room. He started to sit up but stopped as he felt his head spin. Perhaps he would just call for a nurse.
Released from the hospital Pearce was sitting in a meeting at his company's office.
“Pearce we're glad to have you back.”
“Thank you Michael.”
“First, I want to say that we in no way blame you for the results of the experiment. We all knew that we were in unknown territory. But having said that I guess I don't have to tell you, all of you that we are in trouble. We expect several wrongful death lawsuits from the incident or one class action. What we need Pearce is to understand what happened. How did we get to this point?”
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p; “Michael I know you are hoping I can tell you exactly what went wrong but I'm afraid I can't. I can only tell you what I experienced and I can conjecture. But none of that would be useful as a defense.”
“Very well tell us your experience and then if you want to conjecture go ahead. Any information is better than the dark we're groping in.”
“The experiment started fine. The bubble of negative energy engulfed the ship. We could see it as a kind of fog on the wallscreen. Then the fog seemed to start swirling. Eventually, it was like clouds flying past the camera at increasing speeds and becoming more distant. You could tell that the inside of the bubble was clearing. I knew Ralph was succeeding in making it rotate.
“Then it happened.”
Pearce paused.
“Yes Pearce, what happened?”
“The distant wall of clouds rushed towards us. It was only an instant but seemed to take forever. When it hit, whatever it was, I felt my skin burning. Some of the crew cried out. Wilma jumped up and was about to flee the room. Before she got to the door it was like she had run into a saw or steel wire. She doubled up like a cartoon character, her legs and arms touching. Then her bottom half landed near the door and her top half slid on the floor to one side. I've never seen so much blood.”
He paused again. This time no one encouraged him to continue but he did.
“Well we all froze in place after that but it didn't help. The cloud bank which had cleared was closing in on us again as if it were rebounding off the outer wall. Jack was the next to get it. He didn't move and he was chopped into more than two pieces. No one cried out, I think we were beyond comprehending what was happening.