PROJECT 43432

by Sokrahnaluth TV

  “Alan, do you choose your future or you just live your life according to the outside factors?”

  “We all create our lives every single moment, we shape it whether we like it or not. We are made from one thing, one particle. That makes us equal and at the same time connected. Your thoughts create the reality around you. Everything is simple and yet complex. If you ask me how many worlds are out there, I would say infinite. Although we could only perceive the world we are tuned to at a certain moment.”

  “Why did you say infinite worlds?”

  “Let's look at this from the point of view of one person. Every thought he has, every dream, every idea in a sense creates a new possible world for him. At any given moment he can choose where he wants to be, and that choice will shift him to a place that he already allowed with his thoughts. He unlocks a different world with every new thought he has. In other words, you can choose a future for yourself, and there is no limit of how many worlds you can choose from, as long as you allow them to come to you by keeping an open mind and judge not anything or anyone. Whatever your imagination can see, it is real somewhere. You exist in the existing plate and that means your imagination cannot see or feel something, which belongs outside of it. If we start thinking about all people together, then you understand that the world we live in and the imagination, which created it, is actually the same thing, and the choices we can make are infinite.”

  They made their way to the car.

  CHAPTER 8

  Erion

  Late that night, Azmo was invited to attend a secret meeting with Erion or the so—called “Underground King. ” That man they say had eyes, which could penetrate a person's soul and find out every little secret he has. Ruthless was he, a being who traveled through this world and explored different dimensions. Some say he was not human. Nevertheless, he was determined to find and kill everyone who threatens his existence, and more precisely everyone who was involved in conducting the DNA experiments from the “Company” and anyone from the “warriors.”

  Azmo was in his car, driving towards Erion's place. He arrived at a crossroad junction where he was supposed to receive a signal. A white car close to the traffic light indicated him to follow it. They drove outside of the city and reached an old two—floor house, which looked abandoned from outside. The cars parked next to it and everyone got off. To Azmo's surprise, the two men from the other car were not quite human. These creatures had elongated heads and their faces could not be seen properly in the dark. Azmo was asked to walk in front and not to turn back or look at them. He entered the house and saw at the left side of the lobby an old staircase leading down, which was locked with a huge padlock. With a key given to him, Azmo opened the metal gate. The rust on the door and the silence made him worried about the things he was doing. One of the creatures pushed him to move. With small cautious steps, he walked down. Inside the staircase the light was dim and it was enough just to see where they were stepping. Azmo was moving cautiously not knowing where he was going. As he was descending, the temperature was getting low. He felt a cold feeling all over his body, covering every inch of his skin. Every move was more accentuated in this quiet place. Being busy looking around, and observing the place, Azmo didn't notice a dwarf waiting for him at the beginning of a tunnel. The little man was standing in a shade and started walking towards him. While he was stepping, his body was making rather grotesque movements. When he reached the line that was dividing the light and the shade, he slowly made two steps and revealed himself. Azmo was shocked and quite scared when the creature's face was under the light. He was not a human at all, but another strange being he had never seen before. It was nothing that he imagined it to be. His head was deformed, oval shaped, having a hair only from the left side. The right side was bold with many spots on his scalp. The ears were elongated, ending with little hair. His forehead was a bit flattened above the right eye, forcing it to look half closed. The eyes were covered with black membrane and the nose was hooked. From another point of view, slowly moving downwards from the top of his head, passing the forehead, the eyes slowly blinking, the nose slightly moving its nostrils, mouth and chin, one could really feel his attentiveness. When the dwarf saw the reaction of Azmo, he quickly made two steps back and hid himself in the shade, giving a sign to follow him. As they were slowly walking through the dark tunnel, it seemed for Azmo that this place was centuries old and no human have been there before. They reached a middle size chamber lighted by two torches on the sides, revealing the full body of the little creature to Azmo. In front of them was a big door made of steel, which surprisingly the little man opened with no difficulties. The dwarf stood on the right side of it and made a hand gesture to Azmo to continue. With small steps, he walked through and right in front of him in the middle of the next chamber was standing a big statue of a strange figure. He passed by it cautiously, observing it from head to toes. At the end of that hall, he noticed a man sitting on a high chair. Suddenly from both sides, two humanoid creatures appeared in front of Azmo, signaling him to walk with them. They escorted him up to the figure on the chair and then they moved into the dark shadows. Azmo was standing around ten feet away from the sitting man. He was hesitant whether to speak or to get closer. He decided to walk forward when suddenly two other huge men stepped out from the dark and looked at Azmo who at that moment was questioning all his motives to come here. The man in the chair addressed Azmo:

  “Don't be afraid of what you see… as everything is just an illusion. My name is Erion. However, you can also hear that some people refer to me as the “Underground King.” Welcome to my home. I apologize if you were disturbed by some of my servants. They mean no harm to you.”

  “I believe I received this invitation from you…”

  “Yes, please sit and feel as in your own home,” he pointed him a chair. “I have been following your moves for quite some time and I must say that I am impressed with your skills. You might not know me, but believe me, I know everything about you,” Erion made a little pause. “In the last couple of years we have tried to bring this society to a new level of interaction with each other, new ways to perceive this reality and most importantly to comply… with our plans. What you see here is a part of one of my facilities, formerly operated by the “Company“. Here they were experimenting with DNA and its structure, trying to create the perfect species, which would replace the current population of the earth. Somehow, if we leave the humanity as it is now without our support, we think that they will destroy themselves and pollute the earth to a point where it will not be possible to live here anymore. With different messages, we were trying to change the people into a pattern that will bring them more in line and thus we could preserve the planet. Unfortunately, as you can see the result is not what we expected it to be. At the beginning, the “Company'” scientists were experimenting with thousands of DNA combinations, trying and trying but without success. At the end, they stopped the project and left the living “experiments” to live here, not allowed to show themselves to the world. The creatures you saw today were part of these experiments, after all I let them live here and did not kill them. I believe in a reason, and if they were created, that meant that they have a purpose in this life. We believe the “Company” has discovered a shift in the DNA code, which could create new species and we want you to find a proof if that's true… Before that, they created different creatures that were genetically designed to kill. They were with no emotions, and no sense of what life is. They were ruthless. That was their purpose. As time passed however, defects were noticed. They were mostly behavioral and on a psychological level. Some of them started to have dreams, in which they could see past lives and to experience feelings. The scientists didn't know how this could happen, it seemed creation has its ways and we are so insignificant. These events started to change some of them. They started to disobey, to cause problems. The “Company” created two kinds of creatures. The first ones they called Dorg and the second Megor. Dorgs were more like human, w
hile the Megor were nothing like that. As I mentioned Dorgs looked like humans, which allowed them to walk on the surface as normal people, only bigger and rougher. Soon the situation was uncontrollable. Some of the Dorgs escaped and hid outside on the surface. The rest were killed or locked away. The ones that were locked went mad and had to be killed. We believe that the “warriors” have accepted the Dorgs who escaped and now they are with them. These also called “rebels” are trying to change the world in their own way, which we do not want to accept. They want to destroy the existing system and free the people. We cannot allow that since that will create complete chaos and possible third world war. There are different slower ways that also work. We want to find these “warriors” and stop them, including the people from the “Company,” the King made a little pause and then continued. “I heard that you attended their last meeting and I want you to tell me everything you know or heard there.”

  “That is correct, I was on their last meeting and was going to gather valuable information if it wasn't the police, which interrupted the meeting almost at the beginning. I am not sure who send the signal but it wasn't me. Because of that, I have no information about their plans. As instructed, I brought photos and data about their moves from the past.”

  “Excellent, hand it to me.”

  Azmo's heart was beating rapidly. He didn't really like the idea of getting close, but had no choice. He got off his chair and slowly started walking towards Erion. As he got closer, he noticed that the King was not fully human as well. At that moment, Erion placed his both hands on both sides of his big wooden chair and lifted himself up. He stood up and made one little step forward to receive the envelope, which exposed his face and body on the light. In front of Azmo stood a humanoid looking creature with almost similar features as a normal man, just slightly different if we look at them from a different point of view.

  “Yes, you can see now that I am too an experiment. I was their first project. I am a hybrid between human DNA and a DNA from an alien race from Sirius.” The words of Erion came out of his mouth and gently traveled through the air towards Azmo, hitting him hard in the reasoning center of his brain. “Mix between human and alien DNA? … Did I hear correctly?” Azmo asked himself. He got close enough to give him the packet with the documents and quickly stepped back to keep a safe distance. The King put the envelope on the chair next to him. He ignored the anxiety of his guest and continued:

  “Azmo, I want you to work for me, to turn this planet into a better place for everyone and bring peace. Join me in that exciting for all of us time, when we have to decide whether we will leave all of us to suffer in this polluted world or transform it into a place where we can all live harmoniously.” Something inside Azmo was pushing and telling him to accept the offer. It was one of these hints from his higher self he decided to follow.

  “I will join you,” he nodded his head. Erion stood up.

  “Please walk with me… The world is not what you see every day. It has many sides from, which it can be seen, and from each side you see different image, although you are looking at the same object. I want to show you something, please follow me.”

  They walked through different corridors, passing huge doors when they reached a huge lab where they used to conduct the experiments. It was full with different technology and machines made to analyze, modify the human DNA and create creatures like the Megors. In small and huge glass containers filled with formaldehyde solution, Azmo saw what was left from the experiments. The sight of that was something no one would like to think or discuss. Everyone was secretly hiding within themselves the existence of that reality, or was this existing everywhere? Maybe these biological experiments, containing and expressing an emotional state are just reflections of one's inner ideas. Are the emotions responsible for that or just the nature sometimes surprises us with these unfortunate results? Different subjects, including animals were placed in the liquid, suspended there to be observed. Grotesque forms, calm sleepers, unnatural creatures. Their postures were as if they were alive, in motion, and suddenly frozen without notice. A snapshot of the last moment of their lives. Some of them expressing feelings, some just motionless, others seemingly sleeping. Creatures having two heads or three arms. They say the newborns are shaped and especially their faces, based on the energy that dwell deep in the tunnels of the mother's soul. Tunnels, which some don't know that even exists. Fear always surfaces in the reality in many different shapes. The lack of love can leave the person's soul unguarded from the chaos, which surround us. What should we think about, in these special cases? Can we judge the creator for any of this? Isn't that also a result from the environment we live in? Of the industrial culture and the polluted air we breathe. Of the constant generator of fake and unreal ideas offered through the media. Of the plants we eat, which are full with chemicals and changed DNA structure… Is that humane? Can we say that we are intelligent and understand what the nature needs? How can we save anything in general when we cannot save ourselves? We do not know how to help each other. We kill for money and power. Are those who are intentionally destroying the planet not accountable for their deeds? Who decides what the majority of the people need? Who is to say that some people should suffer and others not? No one has this power. Who in fact is in power? It is the ONE. And aren't we all part of the ONE? Consequently, we all have power regardless of the color and religion, regardless of our place of birth. The power is within the ONE and we are the ONE…

  These questions and thoughts were flooding Azmo's head making him angry that he used to help these men responsible for the destruction of the human race. He tried to open his mouth to say something but he couldn't. All that he was seeing was a complete replica of what was created in the world. Deformity of human communications, grotesque excuses for the destruction of the planet and sleeping population. Even in his soul, he felt mercy. The next room he was shown was the room where they used to conduct brain experiments and transplantations.

  “First they erased their memory and then they created the perfect ruthless soldier. Megors are creatures you will meet later,” Erion explained. The King looked at Azmo who went to the nearest sink and started vomiting from the sight and the smell of the rooms they were walking. For him it was too much. He was leaning over the sink cleaning himself and splashing cold water on his face. He held both sides of the sink with his hands and looked at his reflection. After a second, his attention was drawn from the image of one of the subjects in the glass jars, which he saw in the mirror. It was a newborn monkey. Its head was a little bit bent down, the eyes were closed and the arms crossed. It looked almost alive. For a moment, it made him think that it will open its eyes any moment. Alas, he had to accept the result of past events. Shortly after, both went back into Erion's chamber.

  “I am glad you will be working side by side with us. In the future, you will not be contacting us, we will. To be in touch, I am giving you this bracelet. It has been designed to receive messages only and if needed you can use it to find information.”

  Erion asked the little man to escort Azmo to the exit. From there he drove off in his car completely confused about the whole conversation. He thought Erion was a terrible creature wanting to kill everybody and to rule the world, yet he saw a completely different picture. Very different from the one his boss from the “Company” was describing to him. ” Everybody is afraid of him, but that is just based on rumors,” thought Azmo. There was something more going on and he was determined to find it out.

  CHAPTER 9

  Flashback

  Alan was standing on the balcony, looking at the sky. Today something changed in his heart. He felt the beginning of an open war was very close. ” We must act quickly before it is too late,” he thought.

  The next day he woke up worried. Everything could be finished right now and every little mistake could end their hopes for a brighter future. They had to find out who was the traitor in the whole group. He started rewinding his memories from that night, trying to reme
mber everyone from the meeting. ” There must be a clue,” thought Alan. After drinking a glass of water, he sat on the chair next to his bed, placed his feet flat on the floor, and entered a deep meditative state. He was able to shift his focus and point it to a time where he wanted to go. In the past, Kane explained him that the structure of reality was very simple. Past, present and future existed simultaneously right now, and the present time was just a marker for an event, thus registering it on the time line. To go back in time was just a matter of switching to a frequency, which corresponded to the marker, pointing to the past event he wanted to shift to. Soon after he entered the state, he sank into the emptiness and started, as if in a movie theater, seeing the past as different images in front of him. He found the time of the meeting and “entered” the image. The scene was recreated so vividly, that he could walk among the people and observe everybody in that moment. Not only his experience could be explored, but everyone else's point of view that was part of his interaction too. As he was observing everything for clues, he remembered that Mike told him about the man who was questioning him. He soon found that situation. This man had a slouch hat, and from the dim lights, his face could not be seen. He saw something that Mike has mentioned. As they were shaking hands, Alan noticed the tattoo, which he told him about. It looked very familiar to him, but could not remember from where he knew that sign. He continued looking for clues. Suddenly, while he was in his dream state, a quick flash of memories in the form of pictures stroked his mind and he saw images of the same tattoo. It looked like he was in a laboratory shaking hands with that man. Alan was not able to recall everything. However, he was now sure that he did meet that person somewhere in the past. He left that memory to fade away and in front of him came out the memories of the time when the police broke in and killed many people. The picture was so clear that he could see everyone's emotions and the mixed feelings on their faces. Deep in his heart, he felt the chance of losing everything again. Alan decided to stop this as his energy was sucked out and he lay on his bed powerless. Mike was at his home when his sister came back from somewhere.