From
a letter found at the base of an on old gum tree on the edge of Cedar
creek in the Blue Mountains...
I do not know if anyone will read this. It is September 1st 2039 and
it is becoming apparent that the third global war is almost upon us - a
war to end all wars, this time probably true, and the most horrific part
is that no one will even know it has commenced or was even waged.
In the first quarter of the 21st century governments began to realise
that the energy crisis was soon to be a reality, leading to a mounting
tension between ideologically opposed nations. Control of the last
remaining energy reserves was becoming paramount and reference to weapons
of mass destruction become more and more frequent in the media. Eventually
a skirmish erupted with the use of atomic weapons, the first time since
Hiroshima. As was to be expected, neither side could claim victory, with
tens of thousands of lives lost. With globalisation well and truly
entrenched, the two nations involved were sent into a staggering economic
decline.
This was a wake up call for the rest of the governments around the
world. The use of violence was no longer a viable means of control and
power. But how to keep control? The answer of course was obvious. The
unmistakable success of the mass media to persuade peoples beliefs through
electronic means was undisputed in the later half of the 20th century, and
so a top secret project code named "Last Strike" was
established, and I, much to my regret, did become a part of this project.
The purpose was to devise a weapon that would control the minds of the
enemy, making them conform to the beliefs of the government, turning them
into economic allies through identical ideology. To control the will of
the individual.
Through the advances of bio technology and the wealth of information
contained in the mapping of the human genome, such a weapon was realised
in only four short years. For technical reasons the weapon itself was not
perfect, but we had achieved what many had thought was just pure science
fiction. The weapon was not conventional, partially mechanical and
partially organic, the 'Strike X-1' had to be grafted into the nervous
system of an 'approved' operative. Directly tapping into the ideological
mindset of the bearer, the weapon would blast out a psychic wave of
energy, altering the beliefs of any individual caught in its path. The
mental energy required to fire the weapon was immense. By potentially influencing the will of many others, an operative in
turn would lose their own will. They could only use the weapon once.
Naturally we were concerned about the power of such a weapon, but
fortunately it was possible to restore a victims beliefs by a second blast
from an operative with the same original ideological background. It was
possible to counteract the effects of the weapon, or so we thought.
The incident happened just recently during a routine training session.
The instructor in charge, for reasons unknown, had disengaged the neural
block on the supplied Strike X-1's. The trainees were unaware that their
weapons were active. Not only did we lose potentially good operatives on
that fateful day, but we also discovered another secret. One of the
trainees was hit by a simultaneous blast from two Strike X-1's and despite many
attempts to restore this persons ideology (at great expense of Strike X-1
operatives) we could not do so. A persons beliefs could be changed permanently!
My part in the project was to devise a simulation that would help train
a Strike X-1 operative in the strategic requirements of the weapon, to help
recognise in the field exactly when was the best time to strike. The
simulation did not originally contain the 'permanent conversion' of an
individual. Now that I know this is possible, I have re-engineered the
simulation to take this into account. When I played the first 'game' of
the new simulation, I suddenly realised the awesome power of the Strike
X-1. Perhaps it can be used for good as well as evil?
I deeply regret my part in this project, I was blinded by the
excitement of the new technology, not fully understanding the means to
which it would eventually be used. I now know the truth. Thanks to a
colleague in the Ministry of Temporal Science, I now have a chance to seek
solace. Although I cannot alter what has already happened, I can at least make an
attempt to forewarn those who have yet to exist.
Do not ask how I know these things. All I request is that you use the
simulation often. Master the art of the last Strike - your freedom of will
depends upon it...
A floppy disk containing the source code for the
"simulation" was later found down stream, enclosed in an unusual
holographic plastic bag.
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