Prologue part one: The Day the World Knew
Sunday evening in an atronomy laboratory deep inside the heart of Oklahoma, a stunning discovery was being made. March Tenth, 1973 would be a day, which no matter how important, would be lost to science and history forever. It was so long ago and the only man, who would stand to stop this problem of human extinction, was yet to be born. This is when our problem first is discovered, concealed and forgotten. This is where our story of human survival begins. Most likely, it will be the beginning of the end.
JT was so amazed at this new computer. The sensors were designed to give analyzed readouts of the Earth’s core. It specifically gave the speed of rotation, temperature, and pressure. Only two measurements had been previously taken, one in January and the other during February.
The temperature readout was showing a half-degree drop per month. The pressure was dropping at a constant rate that varied with the temperature.
The only readout he had left to print was the speed. All three months showed a decrease in rotation speed also.
“The drop in pressure is explained by the drop in temperature. But what explains the drop in speed?” JT was curious. He spun his wheeled terminal chair to the simulation station. He input the data into the simulator. Now time to wait about four hours. The reading came back in about twenty minutes as inconclusive. It had not been able to begin processing the types of data that were entered.
“Mr. Jacobs, you may want to see this sir.” JT yelled across the lab to his supervisor.
“What is it now JT? Find more aliens in the core did we.” Jacob asked, his voice overflowing with sarcasm that he didn’t even attempt to hide.
“No, but don’t even joke about that man. They were there. I have the radio transmission to prove it.” JT replied in his defense, “It is the core though.”
Jacob plucked the data sheets from JT’s hand. He quickly skimmed over them and realizing he had no idea what he was looking at, he asked, “So, what am I looking at?”
“I was showing you that the core pressure temperature and speed are all decreasing. That’s what you’re looking at.”
“So, what does this mean?” Jacob asked still not having a clue.
“I don’t know, you’re the supervisor!” JT yelled
“This was supposed to be a cake job, where I did nothing all day and put food on the table none the less.”
“So what am I supposed to do with the readouts?”
“Just file the nonsense things over there!" Jacobs said.
And that’s where the documents stayed for the next twenty-six years. A file cabinet filled with readouts on the core and several other seemingly lost files.
Part Two (Edited Entry)
Prologue Part 2: The Boy With All the Theories
March 10, 1989, the anniversary of the discovery, a boy was born in Dewey Oklahoma. His name was Alexander. His infancy and childhood gave no sign or warning of what future was to be sprung upon him. He was sixteen when he took interest in Ecology, more specifically, the theory of Global Warming.
He never liked or agreed with what the best scientists in the world had to say about the subject. He always had his own theories, and as he became older he would revise or substitute his theories for newer more plausible ones. At first he believed the problem was in the carrying capacity of the Earths human population. He soon abandoned that theory all together.
In 2009, Global Warming hit a climax. It broke off a thirty-two mile chunk of Antarctica. A category five hurricane, nicknamed Ron, completely laid waste to the east coast. The worst came a month later. The jet stream came to a crawl and brought widespread drought and flooding to random parts of the world. The North Atlantic Current shifted and began a backwards cycle causing already serious problems to escalate to never before seen levels. The apocalypse was on the doorstep and humanity’s days were numbered.
Alexander had several theories of what was causing this but no solutions. He needed to know where the truth of the starting point was and how to stop it. The solution would come from a most unlikely source. Most of humanity that survived until 2012 called this source true fate, destiny, or coincidence. Whatever it truly was, It was their only last hope.
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