Prologue

Dr. Turner and Sebastian Graham work towards creating a better future...

Prologue

The dark room reeked of the musty stench of smoke and gasoline. Dr. Evan Turner and his partner Sebastian Graham worked steadily on the machine that they had been developing over the past seven years.

They had spent years of planning and creating methods to complete their device, concentrating for hours on end developing theorems and theories to make their designs function correctly. Time and time again they would test their machine, but to no avail. But failure forges victory, and after dangerous trials and procedures, they truly believed they were closing in on a solution. 

In building their elaborate machine, the two of them had gotten unwanted attention from the outside world. They had no funds to construct their masterpiece so they stole the parts they needed. Both Sebastian and Dr. Turner had no second thoughts for the consequences that might entail. The only thought in their minds was to complete the dream the two of them had made so long ago.

They were the first of their kind and the closest in the history of humanity to come to a definite solution to the ancient problem that could fix all wrong, to redo every mistake, and to win every loss. 

They were constantly on the run and many people tried to steal their ideas. They were criminals in every nameable country and despite the severity of the people after them, they were able to continue the work they had made for themselves.

Dr. Turner and Mr. Graham had finally deemed that their machine could handle a test subject, but they had little time left to properly find one. They had been in Brazil for over a month, and they knew that the bounty hunters and the Brazilian officers were closing in on them.

“We don’t have time to waste,” began Dr. Turner as he plucked and reconnected wires to several outputs and inputs, “We need a subject now, before they take our work away.

Graham looked at the machine they had finally completed, “We can’t let others take credit for what we’ve accomplished. We test it now!”

“But without a subject..?”

Graham sighed, “Hook me up, we must know if it works.”

“But we are not ready, you could die!” explained Dr. Turner.

“They're going to kill us anyways, just do it.” Graham said as he remembered all the crimes they had committed to finalize their great invention. They had murdered several people when they attempted to steal their plans, stole parts that costed millions and broken into a high security government facility in the middle of an unnameable desert to steal special chemicals.

“But still, what if we break the machine in the process!”

“ Look we don’t have the time, shut up and hook me up to the machine already.”

Dr. Turner hesitated, but then took the wires and punctured his partner’s skin with them. He then rushed over to his computer and typed in several codes. He flipped a large switch that turned on their machine and the darkened room brightened with a blue light.

The machine consisted of several metal boxes with hundreds of wires stuffed inside connected to a metal bed, which was then connected to Dr. Turner’s partner. The bed itself had tubes running from its underside that were filled with highly combustible fluids that attached to a main control panel.        

From the outside their small lab in the middle of the slums of Belize, Dr. Turner and Sebastian heard the Brazilian police slam on their door. “Open the door before we break it down!” one of the officers yelled.

“Hurry!” shouted Graham.

“I'm going as fast as I can! Be quiet and let me focus before we have these half brained cops up our asses.”

The police broke down the door and stormed in. They filled the entire room and blocked their escape. “Dr. Turner!” shouted the officer who seemed to be in charge, “It’s all over.”

Dr. Turner smiled, “No, It’s just the beginning,” he then slammed his hand on a large red button and the entire room watched as Mr. Sebastian Graham vanished in a bright light sending him back in time…