MAN FROM TOMORROW (EPISODE 112)

On the one side was the future of Humanity as a whole. If he gave up THE KEY, things would be different for the human race. Human race as he knew it would cease to exist in a few generations. If he did not give up THE KEY, he and Anita might become fugitives for the rest of their living years. The future of the Human race was now in the palm of Martin's hand. And it was in the form of a One Terabyte Flash drive.

Martin looked at Anita.She was driving.She did not look back at him.She had a somber look on her face. At That moment Martin realized that somehow the Universe had chosen him to undergo the ordeal that he had suffered. It was for him to choose whether mankind lived or died. It was him from the beginning and it was for him to decide in the end where humanity would go.

They came over a bridge. It was deserted, as it would be at that time in the night. Midway through the bridge Martin said "Stop". Anita braked hard and brought the Jeep to an abrupt halt. Martin took the heavy wrench from under his seat and stepped out of the Jeep.Anita too came near him. He had the wrench in one hand and Anita's hand in the other.Martin was limping, his leg was still numb. They both walked to the railing of the bridge. Anita followed him without question. 

The Potomac flowed below the bridge, as it always did. It was a chilly early morning, too early to be called morning. The light on the horizon was not yet visible. But one could make out that it was the east as it was lighter than the west.Dawn would break soon. And people would come out to lead their daily lives.Normal people would go on with their day to day existence. Not knowing or even bothering what lay ahead for them or for Humanity. Maybe that is what made them, and kept them, Human.

Martin placed the flash drive on the flat of the railing. He looked at Anita. Tears welled up in Anita's beautiful eyes. She said "I trust you Martin. I trust you". Martin gave the wrench to Anita and nodded his head.Anita took the wrench.A deep powerful emotion welled up inside her.It was a mixture of pain,suffering, loss, sadness and despair. 

“Yaaa!” She screamed, swinging the wrench hard with all her might and smashed the flash drive in one blow.She continued doing so a couple of times until Martin restrained her and took the wrench from her. She knelt down weeping inconsolably. Martin calmly went up to the smashed pieces. He collected all the shattered pieces in the palm of his hand. Then he scattered them over the Potomac, the hundreds of shattered pieces lost to humanity forever.

Martin helped Anita stand up. She rested her head on his shoulder. Limping, he walked her to the Jeep and seated her. 

They drove away leaving behind a thin wisp of black smoke which disappeared into the vanishing night.

-THE END-

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MAN FROM TOMORROW (EPISODE 111)

EPILOGUE

Martin woke up in the jeep that had earlier carried him and Norman. He turned his neck to see that Anita was driving the vehicle.Martin remembered that he had pointed in the direction of the vehicle before he passed out. Anita must have carried him to the Jeep and drove away from there. Poor thing. How much she had suffered! She said no words to either console or just do light talk to Martin. It was like watching a ghost drive.

Martin could only imagine that the site of the explosion would by now be swarming with military men and Federal agents.

After some time of haunting silence, Anita spoke-“where do we go from here?

“Where do we go from here?” This was exactly the question Martin did not have an answer to.

So much had happened over the last few days that it was difficult to comprehend whether they were out of danger or were hurtling towards another. It appeared on the outset that the danger was over. But come to think of it, Martin had done things that were criminal in the eyes of law.He could go to the press now.But where would that leave him or Anita? He had no evidence except for the flash drive. 

Yes! The flash drive. Martin felt his pocket for the flash drive. He could make out a smooth contour among the plethora of aches that was his hand.He held the flash drive in his hands. It was in the nick of time that he had snatched away the flash drive from the fallen General. It contained the secrets to unlocking the tremendous potential of an advanced Human, a Superhuman, the Man from Tomorrow. But it also had within it the seeds of destruction of the present Human race; A human race to which Martin and Anita belonged. If Martin went public, the contents in the flash drive would no more be a secret. What if other governments or corporations lay their hands on this secret? Some of them would have no qualms in unleashing an army of Superhumans on ordinary humanity. 

If Martin chose not to go public, He and Anita might have to be on the run, perhaps in perpetuity. Martin knew he could create a new identity for himself and Anita with some difficulty. But then they would have to live a life in hiding. Could Anita do it?

Even if he went public, there was no ruling out that their life would be in danger. More so, as then the whole world would know of this mess. More unwanted attention would be attracted to the ‘Superhuman’ issue. It could even start a competition among nations to create the ultimate ‘Superhuman’. Something akin to the arms race, or the space race of yesteryears. Whole nations would pour resources, overtly or covertly to develop Superhumans. And scientists there may not be morally inclined to limit the Superhumans just to space.

Or Martin could use the flash drive as a bargaining chip with the Pentagon to barter the safety and security of Anita and himself. But they would never see it as a bargain. On the contrary, they would view it as blackmail.They would try to hunt him and Anita down. And they would somehow try to get their hands on the KEY to the DIOXIN LOCK. And once they had THE KEY, all that Martin,Anita,Antonio,Norman, and Kevin had gone through would come to a naught.

(To Be Continued Tomorrow...)

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MAN FROM TOMORROW (EPISODE 110)

The tank spurted a huge plume of white mist. The pressurised TEB in the tank was released. A combustion reaction occurred instantly, and flames spewed from the container, but the explosion that followed was only minor. Gas and smoke poured into the room, and Martin used the confusion to drag Anita toward the doors he came from, and tossed her into the lobby. Before he joined her, he fired the rest of the bullets. He knew he had very little time before the TEB fully reacted with the air.

His aim was true; he hit two other guards before discarding his gun and sprinting to catch up with Anita. They opened the glass doors and ran their hearing and vision falling victim to the explosion that grew behind them. Martin felt his left leg to be absent. He looked at it. It was there. But the bullet in it had numbed his legs altogether. It was sheer power of will and Anita’s shoulders that carried him through. The force of the blast began to catch up to them, and it felttheir legs no longer carried them.

Martin and Anita did not walk the last few feet to the concrete barrier. Neither did they run. They flew, literally. The force of the blast swept them off their feet and hurled them away from the blast epicentre. Martin cushioned Anita’s fall to the ground the second they reached the concrete barrier on the other side of the lot. Barely in time before a wave of shrapnel came flying at them after the explosion.

When Martin was finally able to hear the fire alarms blaring around him, he unwrapped his arms from Anita and looked back at the building. It existed as little more than a pile of blackened rubble in a large crater from which a cloud of smoke grew, floating up into the night sky.

(To Be Continued Tomorrow...)

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MAN FROM TOMORROW (EPISODE 109)

The General continued his tirade. The man who had gone inside with the pen drive came back along with it and whispered something in the general's ear. The general took the flash drive and gave a satisfactory nod.

Martin taking this as cue took a step backward, and continued to move away from the General, dragging the crying Anita with him.

"I don't remember saying that you could leave," Martin heard the General say, and heard his gun click a split second after. Martin pushed Anita to the ground to dodge the bullet, but didn't stop moving. He used the tables as cover to circle the room and get back onto the side with the door he used to enter the room. By the time he and Anita were on the other side, all of the guards were shooting at them. Glass flew everywhere when bullets shattered vials and other equipment, but none penetrated the sturdy tables. Not yet.

Martin remained low against the floor, trying to think of a plan.

"Do you think you're going somewhere?" the General called. "I told you already- perhaps you misunderstood. You are free to have the girl, but not your lives. You know too much to just walk out of here."

Martin ignored him and continued to think. Neither of them could see anything where the General and the guards were before he and Anita made it to the other side of the tables, but he heard someone- the General, by the sounds of it- jump up onto the table nearest to him, his boots cracking the already shattered glass that lay on its surface. Now was their only hope, because if they waited any longer, the guards would reach and kill them before they got the chance to escape

It was a small chance, but Martin took it.

He unlocked the buckle of his belt and held it against the light. Anita could see that it was in fact a knife half the size of a palm. Martin was concealing a knife in the buckle of his belt all this time. At some normal time, Anita would think of it as paranoid behavior. Martin considered it insurance. Martin jumped out of the comfort of the table and threw the knife at the general. It pierced the flesh of his arm and the general dropped his gun with a shriek of pain.

Martin broke his fall, snatched the fallen gun and the flash drive and jumped to the safety of another table, writhing in pain from his thigh wound. He indicated Anita to brace herself. Bottles were broken and test tubes shattered by the indiscriminate firings. There was total confusion. A fog had developed by the release of various chemical vapors into the room. Getting up from the safety of the table he shot two bullets; one into the chest of the General, who was caught off guard by the belt-buckle knife, and another into the TEB tank on the other side of the room. 

(To Be Continued Tomorrow...)

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MAN FROM TOMORROW (EPISODE 108)

It appeared that the general was speaking from personal experience rather than hearsay. The general went on about how the Vietnam War was caused and how he and his people bravely defended the freedom of the world.

“Don't you realize that if these Superhumans are let loose here on earth, they will sniff us of existence? Old man! Have your scientists not warned you about that danger?” Martin queried.

The General let out a smirk-“War weeds out the weak Martin! And so does evolution. If Humans are weak, we will be replaced, no matter what. Let the mightiest man survive. And I don’t care whether it is us or the Superhumans. 

Just think of it Martin! Humanity can jump by leaps and bounds if the Superhumans were to be at its helm. They can take Humanity farther than we have by doing what no man like us could ever do. They can breathe freely at the top of Mount Everest.Live easily in the depths of the deepest ocean. Set up huge cities in the middle of the Sahara. And colonize the heart of the Antarctic. Not to mention the colonization of space for all times to come.

I also studied evolution Martin. It’s been too long that our race has represented humanity. And we have been pathetic at it. We have remained unchanged for the last forty thousand years or so. It’s time we changed that."

Martin was desperately searching for a way out. He was sure that the General would not leave him and Anita alive. People like him knew only two things- combatants and non-combatants. And non-combatants were collateral damage. Martin realized that the situation was totally under the General's control. After he was done verifying the contents of the flash drive and fulminating, he would kill Martin and Anita. 

Then he would round up all their bodies and make it appear as some kind of shootout or accident. For want of better evidence, the case would be closed.Martin's mind was racing fast. He estimated having walked at least three hundred feet into the building. He guessed that they were at the inner center of the building. 

There must also be an underground floor below their feet. Then it struck him. Some neurons in his mind fired in a particular order that made him see things clearly as they were. Martin thought back to the time he had read the words TEB stenciled on the large tank beside the tubes. 

TEB stood for Triethyl borane (TEB), a hypergolic substance. Martin delved into the deep mine of knowledge he had accumulated over years of relentless reading. A hypergolic substance is a chemical which spontaneously ignites when it comes into contact with air. Something clicked in Martin's mind. It all fell into place. Martin knew exactly what to do to tilt the balance of power vis-a-vis the general. He needed to let the TEB out of that large tank and into the air. He prayed that the tank was full and that he got a chance somehow to do what he wanted to.

(To Be Continued Tomorrow...)

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MAN FROM TOMORROW (EPISODE 107)

Anita screamed and turned away.

General Richardson shot all four men in an orderly fashion, and then turned to Martin, holding the gun out to him. Martin said nothing.

The General did not stop there-"How many of my soldiers spilled their blood for this great country of mine? And it's the right of those who spill their blood to decide the fate of their nation."

Martin noticed how the General emphasized that the country was "mine". 

"Give me what I want, you and the girl can leave. We will leave you alone indefinitely," he paused, and turned to aim the gun at Anita, whose face was red from crying. She cried out when the gun was pointed at her. "But if you don't, she will be the first to die."

Martin looked around the room in search of something he could use as a way out. There wasn't much he could do.He had the flash drive containing the‘KEY’ to the DIOXIN LOCK. He looked back to the General, who must have known he was trying to find a way out; there was a victorious smirk on his lips.

"Give it to me," the General held out his hand.

Martin was not sure that they would be safe even if he handed over the ‘key'. Martin pulled the stick out of his coat and held it in his hand.He slowly got up to his feet.

"Let Anita go first." General Richardson scoffed.He signalled to the men holding Anita to let her go. She stumbled forward, dazed, and ran toward Martin. When she was close to him, he tossed the stick to the General. He caught it with ease, and held it up between his fingers with a wide grin on his face.

"Thank you for your cooperation," he said, and then turned to face away from him and Anita, who embraced him and sobbed into his chest. Martin wanted to comfort her, but now wasn't the time. He'd gotten her back, but no matter what General Stanley said; neither of their safety was yet guaranteed. The general gave the pen drive to an armed man who went inside.Probably to verify its contents. The general was clearly in no mood to let them off without verifying the contents of the drive.

"Why are you doing all this? Killing on your whim.I can understand you killing a man who is not from your country in war. But there is peace and we are civilized people. Why are you taking the law into your own hands?" Martin asked.

The General was eyeing Martin with a look of contempt in his eyes-"Did you ever fight in a war? I guess not. Your generation and those after have forgotten what it is to be in a war. Your generation has even forgotten Vietnam and the sixty thousand Americans who died there, defending freedom and your way of life." The general pointed a finger at Martin. 

The general continued, walking around a table, back and forth."You know what the Vietcong did to those US soldiers who were captured alive? They would torture them slowly for days on end. Just for the heck of it."

(To Be Continued Tomorrow...)

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MAN FROM TOMORROW (EPISODE 106)

The General continued unabated "You likely already know that the project for the creation of the Superhumans was transferred to my control, from its creators in NASA. But because of the genetic alteration of these Superhumans, they are unable to be used for some purposes here on Earth. One of our researchers, Norman Spencer, discovered a way around this, but never revealed it to us.

Martin was feeling totally exhausted. He was afraid that he would pass out before this General finished with his rant.But he had to keep the General engaged. His only bargaining chip now, was time.

"Why did your Superhuman escape, General?"

The General looked at Martin without expression-"That is one thing our psychologists were unable to explain.

The General started cleaning his nails giving a disinterested look.

"They said that Joseph was inclined to reading a lot of books. Perhaps, he started believing in freedom and wanted to experience it first-hand. He was clever enough to escape the lab and take up a false identity and name. Kevin, his false name.The name by which you know him. Guess he didn't like the name Joseph which we christened him with.

Anyways, When Joseph escaped this lab we saw it as an opportunity to get information from Norman. I knew it would be inevitable that he tried to save the specimen, and you, the one sent to find him, would be contacted and I would get what I needed.

"That's why you sent assassins after me?" Martin retorted.

"Yes I did. And he was my best. A mercenary from Central Europe. A man who was a terror in his own land.But an efficient one.I believe you killed him at Professor Antonio's house, Martin?

"Things didn't quite go as planned Martin- I hoped to capture you, the girl, and Joseph long ago- but my men greatly underestimated your combined strength. Doesn't matter now, does it?" 

General Richardson smiled, opening his arm to regard the Korean men on the floor next to him. "You see these men here? They are the enemies that I have been warning the Country about. These are the scum of the earth." He kicked one guy hard in the stomach.

"Shouldn't you be handing them over to the authorities for fair trial, General?" Martin asked knowing awfully well what the response would be.

"Fair trial my ass! These people should not get anything fair. It would be a pathetic waste of national resources to conduct a trial on these people" 

"These are the men I captured, and as a show of loyalty to my country, I will execute them," he turned his head to eye the Korean.

"That isn't necessary, sir," Martin said, crawling a step back, but the General only grinned and moved in front of the first man, who looked up at him with pleading eyes. He raised his gun to the man's head and without hesitation, fired. The Korean man was thrown back against the wall; brain, blood, and bone flying everywhere.

(To Be Continued Tomorrow...)

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MAN FROM TOMORROW (EPISODE 105)

Martin felt a dagger pierce through the flesh of his left thigh. He collapsed and let out an ear shattering scream. He screamed like he had never screamed before. Anita, hearing the gunshot and seeing the blood spurt from Martin, let out a shudder. She half-fainted, only to be held up straight by the thugs on her side. There was a round hole, oozing blood from the left thigh. Martin could feel his thigh muscles spasm and harden. It took him a few minutes to recover from the shock. The General was as unruffled as ever. He waited. Martin took in short breaths. His forehead beaded with sweat.

"Just some insurance Martin" The General spoke. "You run away a lot, I have noticed."

"You killed Norman!" Martin said.

"No. Not me. Deep and vast run the rabbit holes my boy! Would you like to know who killed Norman?" 

Without waiting for Martin's reply, the man snapped his fingers, and the doors behind him opened. From there came four men dressed in the uniforms of security guards.Each of them held and restrained a Korean man.All of them were handcuffed and shoved down onto their knees when they came up beside the man in the uniform. The guards stood several feet behind the Korean men, their hands clasped in front of them, staring straight ahead.

The General let out a wry smile and continued-"The ones who killed him were a squad of North Koreans in search of Joseph.They wanted him or his body, to study Superhuman biology.They planned to reverse engineer the Superhumans. However, I know they were unsuccessful because we already coaxed their failed mission from them.But am yet to find what I need”.

"Really? How did the Koreans get to know of your project?" The pain had slowly eased now for Martin.

The General let out a chuckle. He suddenly looked sternly at the Koreans and then to Martin-

"Apparently NASA's network was not strong enough to withstand hacking attempts; that too by a very powerful supercomputer. You see, if this project was completely with us from the beginning, it would not have come to this.

But I believe that you're smarter than them and that perhaps you have found what I need" 

The General raised his eyebrows, remembering something-"Let me introduce myself, Martin... I'm General Stanley Richardson from the Pentagon. I guess Norman told you about me, on the way here. Pity that Norman had to be dumped in an alley... eh Martin?

So... The General knows.Martin thought. He wondered at what point of time Martin and Norman fell under the surveillance net of the General tonight.

(To Be Continued Tomorrow...)

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MAN FROM TOMORROW (EPISODE 104)

Beside the tubes lay a large tank.It was half protruding into the room. Martin guessed that the tank extended even behind the walls into whatever chamber was present over there. Written in large fonts were the letters- TEB. It had all the symbols of "Bio-hazard" stamped over it. Antonio had mentioned in his animated discussions that toxic chemicals were also used in the study and creation of Superhumans.

On the other side of the room was a large man wearing a military uniform. He stood with his arms crossed; trying to gauge what Martin was capable of. Martin spent a moment examining the man because of this; he didn’t want to seem unprepared. He didn’t even have the slightest clue as to who the man was. His eyes were dark and intelligent, but his hair grey with age. He stood tall and proud in his uniform. One entire upper side of the uniform was covered with rows of different medals. He only recognized a few of them: the medals of Bravery and Honor. Finally he looked from him and saw that next to him was Anita, being restrained by two other men.They had guns slung over their shoulders in a way only a professional soldier could. She wasn’t  bound in any way, which was a relief. If it came to that, he wouldn’t have to worry about freeing her before making an escape. If that was even possible.

"Martin!" she called to him, and tried to wriggle free from the men’s grip, but was unable to even get them to budge.

Martin didn't say anything. 

“Come closer, Martin Phillips,” the man said. He moved his hands to his sides and waited, telling him that it wasn’t a request, but an order.

Martin hesitated. He wasn’t sure what to do, and opted to take  several steps forward and gauge the man’s response. His expression didn’t change, and he still waited. Between him and the large man there were still several large tables, but after another moment of the man’s silence, Martin finally figured that he was supposed to go around them. For a moment longer he kept his gaze on the man, and only moved it to scope out the route he would use to get to the other side. The second he decided which way to take; his eyes went back to the man. Martin moved around the tables to meet with him on the other side, moving forward until finally stopping several paces away.

The General quickly took the pistol from his belt and shot Martin.

(To Be Continued Tomorrow...)

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MAN FROM TOMORROW (EPISODE 103)

Martin fought mighty hard and sniffed back a tear. There was this knot in his throat and that heaviness in his chest that can only come from grief admixed with copious anger. No! I will make those bastards pay! Martin vowed silently under his breath. Martin lifted Norman's body and placed it in a nearby alley just beside the footpath. Nobody would notice until morning. A morning that Martin was not sure he would himself see.

Martin reached the place. He was out of the Jeep and walking toward the building where he would meet with Anita and the lunatic General himself. The front of the building was made entirely of glass, which reminded him of the glass window in his Director’s office. 

Despite it all being glass, it was tinted enough so that one could only see the shadows of everything inside. It struck Martin that NASA had this program right in the place where anyone would least suspect it to have. When Martin had first heard of Project 209, he had conjured for himself an image of a large isolated building in the middle of nowhere with high security barbed wire and all the works. But reality was to the contrary.

Martin reached for the silver handle of the glass door and pulled it open, walking into a lobby of pure white. There was a desk, but no one waiting at it. He knew that there wouldn’t be anyone coming to greet him.Martin briefly scanned the room, looking for anything of interest- there wasn’t much. He spotted the only hallway leading further into the building and paced towards it, eyeing the doors that branched out from the sides. There were no security men of any sort.Maybe they were inside.Yes.Definitely they were inside. They were watching him through unseen eyes, listening to his every move through unseen ears. Modern surveillance system negated the need of human presence to spy on their targets. Pity, that Martin was a target himself.

At the end of the hall there were a set of double doors, Martin push them open once he reached them.

He squinted in the blinding light that came once the door was open.Not waiting for his eyes to adjust, he pushed it all the way open using his arm to shadow his eyes. Martin walked inside, but stopped when he heard the doors shut behind him. There was no mistaking it- he was in a lab. Long, white tables were in the center of the room, some filled with trays and large pieces of equipment that he didn’t recognize, but others empty. Along the walls was what interested him the most, though.

He didn’t have a name for them, but what he saw as large, glass tubes lined the walls, running from floor to ceiling. Though he couldn’t say for sure, he assumed they were filled with some preservative liquid.They contained super humans in various stages of development.

Martin couldn't tell whether they were dead, alive, or still being made, but there were literally specimens from all stages of development. Starting from a fetus, they progressed along the wall until at the very end.There was a completely developed man floating in the tube. So this was where it all started, probably.

(To Be Continued Tomorrow...)

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MAN FROM TOMORROW (EPISODE 102)

By what Norman and Martin had discussed on the run,It was easy to conclude that Kevin pined, like others of his kind, maybe, for freedom. But do all intelligent creatures crave for freedom? Why did the others not escape? Or was it that only Kevin was successful? Or were there others like Kevin who had escaped?

Was it possible that another agent like Martin somewhere would be trying to track down others of Kevin‘s kind? Who were these Korean thugs anyway? Were they state sponsored goons? It was clear that there were at least two sets of people chasing them down. One was the guy who shot the Bazooka-Martin had killed him at Antonio’s house. The other was the Korean group who had first attacked Anita’s house.

Both groups seemed to have the same objective, but something else told him that they did not have the same purpose in mind. For one, there was absolutely no sense of co-ordination between the two groups.That was because the two groups, if working together, had enough man-power to capture Kevin,Martin and Anita when they could.

He was concentrating on the road for some time now Norman had fallen asleep.Everything Martin learned was a lot to take in. Genetically engineered Superhumans, a space project gone wrong, the pending creation of war machines, an assassin and some Korean thugs; It all gave him the chills.

The plot had many loose ends, but things were getting clearer.It was like pieces of a Jigsaw puzzle were falling in place.Still the several questions thrown up by these incidents only deepened the confusion.Martin was already exhausted by all the running, the blood, the bullets and the chasing.He wanted to close his eyes and sleep. But no.He couldn’t. This General Stanley Richardson had Anita. And Anita was to be saved and along with her, the world.

It was deep in the dead of night. A few miles before he came to the place, he decided to take stock of the situation. He shook Norman who appeared fast asleep. He did not wake up. Norman seemed to be in deep slumber. Something told Martin it was otherwise. Norman was not breathing. Martin checked his pulse. It was not there.Martin lifted the shirt to see Norman's wound.His whole abdomen had turned dark blue. Norman had bled internally, and profusely. He had lied to Martin that it was a superficial wound.

"Bloody old man!" Martin cursed under his breath while fighting the overwhelming urge to weep. Martin felt personally responsible for Norman's death.  

‘Was it necessary?’ Martin asked himself. And then there was Anita!

Anita's life had been in danger from the second she met Kevin on the street several weeks ago, but her life had not been directly in danger until she began working with Martin to find him. In a way, since Anita started to help him, Martin felt responsible for her safety. And now that she'd been taken by someone and was being held hostage, he felt he'd failed her, and himself.

(To Be Continued Tomorrow...)

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MAN FROM TOMORROW (EPISODE 101)

"My team decided that because I was old enough to retire, I should leave the team and take all traces of the information leading up to the fix with me. And so I did," 

Norman paused. "It's been years since then. What's happened to my team because of what we did, I have no idea. But no one suspected me of having the solution this entire time, at least not until recently." 

"Many months ago, General Stanley Richardson asked me personally to remove the DIOXIN LOCK."

"And?"

"I denied any know-how of removing the DIOXIN LOCK.I feigned ignorance. I am not sure that the General was fully convinced about that. I suspect I may have been under surveillance the past few days. But I am not sure by whom."

"Then who were the guys threatening you?"

"I seriously wish I knew better, Martin. But I don't. Between themselves they spoke Korean.”

“You know Korean?” Martin asked

“I don’t, but I can say this because I have worked with the South Koreans in the 70s on some space projects.

"How did you know to contact me?"

"Many years back, Professor Antonio and I worked together, briefly on Space Life-support systems. We became friends there.Occasionally we would meet during conferences and seminars. When Antonio's company was folded up, their technologies were passed onto Project 209. 

I presume Antonio guessed that I was part of the project. It was probably because I was an expert in the field and I was in NASA. There was no way I would not be involved. Antonio, that clever fellow, put two and two together and deduced that I was part of Project 209 too. Though I don't think he was sure about it. Yesterday, I received a call from Antonio.He mentioned about you and cautioned that should my life be in danger, I should contact you. I immediately compiled the ‘key' from my files and called you on the number given by Antonio.”

Martin was mulling over everything he learned from Norman and also what he already knew. A lot made sense already, but Norman filled in quite a few blanks. How Kevin was something other than human, where he came from, why his identity seemed completely fabricated.

In his mind, Martin made up the schema of the events so far- A secret program of creating Supehumans was underway by the NASA.They had created a few prototype Superhumans. Simultaneously the Pentagon was trying hard to gain control of project 209 for war purposes. One fine day, around 3 months or so ago, Kevin, known by the NASA labs as Joseph, escaped for some reason. 

Joseph took up a false identity as Kevin and started living as a common American. Meanwhile, the Pentagon launched a massive undercover manhunt, where Martin was recruited to search for Kevin-dead or alive. For this reason, a fake profile of Kevin as a terrorist was cooked up. The higher-ups had planned that after Martin had hunted down Kevin, Martin and Kevin-if caught alive- would be eliminated. That was why mercenaries were hired.That was why his superior at the HQ was referring to a ‘WE’.Unfortunately Anita was drawn into this whirlpool of space-military-police goof-up.Why Kevin escaped NASA labs was not clear.

(To Be Continued Tomorrow...)

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MAN FROM TOMORROW (EPISODE 100)

Martin was coolly listening to Norman. He was shocked so many times in the past so many days that he refused to believe that anything else could take him by surprise.

"Imagine Martin, what these Superhumans can do if they became trained soldiers to be deployed in War?"

It was Martin's time to be bewildered, again.Even though Martin dealt with terrorists and criminals on a daily basis, it did not occur to him that Kevin and his kind could also be programmed for War. Maybe He and Anita were put off this line of thought because of the benign and benevolent nature of Kevin. But now when he thought, it appeared to be an obvious and logical conclusion.

Martin had watched Kevin fight at close quarters."They would be perfect killing machines" said Martin without mincing words.

"Yeah, right. That's exactly what happened. There were as usual, hawks within the military establishment. Moreover, Project 209 had heavy military funding. There were some who were vociferous about using Superhumans for War. The most aggressive among them was and still is General Stanley Richardson. He is primarily responsible for the continuing drone attacks in the Middle East. The military would be a lot different in a positive way had it not been for this man."

"He is the ideal patriot, eh?"

"He is extremely violent and pompous. He is patriotic no doubt. But patriotic in the sense that anyone else not toeing his line is labelled a traitor.

"There was already a Power struggle going on between NASA and the Pentagon led by General StanleyRichardson. The General wanted NASA to engineer the Superhumans for war. But NASA did not relent.

Years into Project 209, our super humans were transferred from NASA to the Pentagon.They had completely different intentions. While NASA wanted to use the super humans to learn more about our universe, the Pentagon wanted to use the super humans for war. 

And of course, all that was standing in their way was the fact that the superhumans would die before they could be used as weapons.

"It was demanded of us that we find a way around the cancer, or best case scenario, remove the genetic alteration that caused it to happen in the first place. My team and I found a cure, but a sense of morality would not allow us to give it to the Pentagon. After all, the super humans we created were like children to us. They grew up in the lab alongside us and other workers.We could not bear the fact that they may be turned into killing machines with a small tweak to their Genetic system.

"Let me guess- central to this tussle was your DIOXIN LOCK" Martin chipped in.

"Yes. Just imagine, if Super Humans were let into earth's environment with the DIOXIN LOCK intact. Within a few months they would start dying like flies. No one would like spending millions of dollars to develop a Superhuman- only to lose the soldier after three months.That is bad investment. And a dead soldier is of no use in war. The General wanted me to remove the DIOXIN LOCK. And the procedure to remove the DIOXIN LOCK has been described in the‘Key' that you rummaged out of my drawer."

(To Be Continued Tomorrow...)

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MAN FROM TOMORROW (EPISODE 99)

"How is that?" Martin was feeling his body hair stand up on its ends.

"We genetically programmed the Superhumans to be afflicted by Cancer when exposed to Dioxin for some duration".

Martin was stunned more than shocked.Some silence followed.

"How long a duration?"

"Well, a normal human being has to be exposed for around fifteen to twenty years to very high levels of dioxin to get any type of cancer. But if a Superhuman is exposed to even low levels of dioxin for around three months, then he will rapidly develop cancer and die because of it."

Martin turned his head to Norman and gave an intense half-minute stare;a dawning realization was creeping up on him. "Mars, with no human activity at present and having no Dioxin, Superhumans can survive there." Then he turned his head back to the road again.

Norman nodded in agreement."Exactly. In short, the genes of Superhumans are locked by Dioxin and they cannot be propagated on earth. Should they even try to reproduce here on earth; their offspring will not survive this Dioxin laden environment of ours."

"Basically these super humans were genetically engineered in two ways. One,so that they could regenerate in and resist extreme conditions; like space.Two, they could not survive typical Earth conditions. This means that in the case that a Superhuman was to be released or escape into our civilization by mistake; they could not reproduce and would die due to Dioxin exposure. 

"Why only three months, why not say three weeks?"Martin queried.

“What if we wanted to conduct field experiments in a real human city with the Superhumans. Three months was thought to suffice for any short-term experiments in cities. Cancer isn't an instant process, of course, and a shorter time like three weeks would render most of the super humans useless by mistake. Moreover the length of their survival wasn't guaranteed. By no means were we scientists to allow any opportunity for these advanced humans to overthrow us, now or in a thousand years. And we made sure that would happen.”

Martin marvelled at the ingenuity with which Norman and his ilk had manipulated and designed the genes of Superhumans.

"Why was all this done in secret?"Martin asked knowing fully well that the answer would not surprise him. Still, he wanted to play the devil's advocate.

"You do realize what hell will break loose if the Government went public with this. There are several issues involved. Eugenics, for starters. The project would be equated with Hitler's racist ideologies. Then there would be the question of Human Rights, the legal status of Superhumans and so on and so forth. That is a Pandora's box better not opened."

"Now tell me professor, why are we here now? Why are we on the run? Why were so many people killed, so much wanton destruction, why were you shot and why are goons chasing us?"

"War, Martin. It's all because of War!"

(To Be Continued Tomorrow...)

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MAN FROM TOMORROW (EPISODE 98)

"Some of the more brilliant ones among our colleagues came up with a theory. That theory is Existentialis Forsit. They said that if we build super humans to explore deep space, we can't expect them to terraform a planet for us normal humans to live there. That is because there will be no incentive for the Superhumans from an evolutionary standpoint. Why will they, who are adapted to conditions on Mars, Terraform it to our conditions. In fact they may even alter Mars to suit their needs more than ours. Thus there would be an inherent conflict of interest between us normal humans and those Superhumans. There was no answer we could come up with. That's why the Grand Plan for a Super ecology was abandoned and we restricted ourselves to only Superhumans, and Super plants.

"I guess that brilliant colleague of yours was you yourself. What say? Am I right?"

Martin could see a faint smile on Norman in the dim light of the sparse Highway traffic.

"Tell me Doctor, your Existentialis Forsit or whatever, may have applied to Space research. Have you thought about Earth?"

"How do you mean?"

"Well, you scientists are more intelligent than us common folk. Surely you must have thought about what would happen if Superhumans escaped or were let loose here on earth. They will end up extinguishing our species of normal humans, no?"

Norman looked out the window- "Thats why I created the Dioxin Lock"

"Dio... what?" 

Man! it was getting difficult conversing with these professor scientists. Even Antonio, god rest his soul, was like this. 

‘Jesus, do all of you come from the same place or what?’ Martin thought to himself.

"A short while ago, when narrating your tale you mentioned that this Kevin was suffering from some type of cancer in the terminal stage and Professor Antonio reported that no matter what, Kevin would die."

"Yeah right. It is in the medical report."

"That cancer was by design. We caused it, albeit indirectly. Kevin could not have survived long outside the confines of a NASA lab. We did this by a process called Dioxin Lock."

Martin's eyes were on the road but every other cell of his body was engrossed in what Norman was saying.

"See,Dioxins are a group of chemically-related compounds that are commonly known as Persistent Organic Pollutants (POPs).Dioxins mostly exist as by-products of accidental fires, wildfires and industrial processes such as pesticide, plastic manufacture, and combustion processes such as waste incineration.

They are stubborn compounds that persist in our environment long after they have been emitted. They are primarily a result of Human activity. 

Dioxins are environmental pollutants found throughout the world.They flow through our water and also persist in the air to some extent. In short, they are a symbol of advanced Human civilization. A fingerprint of our evolutionary sophistication.They accumulate in our food, mainly in the fat tissue of animals and also in plant food.Due to the all-pervading presence of dioxins, people world-wide have a background exposure. This background exposure does not affect normal human health. But it will have a devastating effect on Superhumans if they happen to be out of the NASA labs."

(To Be Continued Tomorrow...)

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MAN FROM TOMORROW (EPISODE 97)

"Why Project 209? Any particular reason for that number 209?" Martin was in intrigued.

"If you examine closely, the number 209 is the product of two prime numbers"

"Yeah, 19 and 11."Martin interjected. He may not be an ace in biology, but Mathematics was Martin's forte.

"Correct. If you go through history, the concept of Eugenics took off in USA before anywhere else. There was one institute called The Eugenics Record Office or the ERO to which every serious effort towards eugenics can be traced.The ERO located in Cold Spring Harbor, New York, was a center for eugenics and human heredity research. Now it so happened that The ERO was founded in 1911 by a group of biologists. It was one of the leading organizations in the American eugenics movement. ERO collected masses of family pedigrees data, statistically analysed them and formed committees to look into how we can better the human race. More specifically, the American stock.

"I get it." Said Martin. "ERO was established in 1911.You people took 19- the first two digits of 1911.Then you multiplied it with 11, the last two digits of 1911.And you get the number 209.Pretty clever".

"What's your story?"Norman asked.

Martin was thinking of what to tell Norman and what not to. But then he thought ‘what the hell!’

Martin started to narrate in detail what had happened from the time he was called in to handle Joseph or Kevin's case at the FBI office until the moment he came to meet Norman.

After Martin had recounted his ordeal, there was an engulfing silence. Neither He nor Norman wanted to break it. None of them wanted to let go of the cosy comfort the Silence provided.

"So, Kevin was indeed created by you then?" Martin said rhetorically.

"Yes Martin.We did. In fact Superhumans were not the only ones we created for space exploration".

"What do you mean?"

"We had even created Superplants- plants giving higher yield and capable of growing in Extraterrestrial conditions. And also Superanimals."

"Animals like what?"

"Superdogs and Supermonkeys. To assist the Superhumans. There were plans to draw up a road map to create a super ecology in a super biosphere ultimately resulting in the Terraforming of mars."

"Terraforming?"

"Terraforming is the process of artificially transforming a planet's temperature, atmosphere, surface features or ecology to be similar to the biosphere of Earth and make it habitable by Earth-like life."

"What happened to that plan?"

"Existentialis Forsit "

"Exist...Exist... What?"

"Existentialis Forsit- Latin For -the Existential Problem"

"What is that?"

(To Be Continued Tomorrow...)

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MAN FROM TOMORROW (EPISODE 96)

Martin had so many questions to ask this man, he did not know where to begin with.

"So... what's your story old man?" Martin wanted to know more about this man before he revealed anything about himself. 

The city was now quite some distance behind them. The road was moving under them at fast pace. 

Professor Norman Spencer began to narrate his story "I am.. Well I was a Senior Scientist at NASA.Over the years I've participated in a variety of important research and projects with NASA.The quest for the colonization of Mars was the most difficult task I or my group ever faced. To cut things short, we started the process of creating Superhumans who could live on Mars in place of normal humans.It was known as Project 209.We manipulated human genes, created embryos and implanted them in human surrogates. These superhumans grow much faster than humans. Over a period of many years we developed a near-perfect model of Superhumans for space exploration.

"And the Government allowed for it?" Martin asked with raised eyebrows.

"Hell! It was a Government project Martin! These Superhumans were adapted for a possible life on Mars, and would face no problems living there. Unlike normal humans, they hardly need any assistance. They could be exposed to the extreme conditions and yet lead a normal life. Just think of it. Normal human being exposed to the atmosphere on Mars will not last five minutes. That is because the atmospheric pressure on Mars' surface is the same as that found thirty five kilometers above earth. 

Mars' atmosphere is too thin for humans to survive, let alone breathe. That means a human being will simply explode if he steps into Mars' atmosphere without any protection. Whereas the Superhumans we created could survive up to an hour in the Martian atmosphere without protection. Provided they have oxygen to breathe. So there is no need of any heavy and clumsy space suit. Just an oxygen mask will be enough.

"What would happen to them after an hour on Mars?" Martin queried.

Norman gave a faint smile-"They would collapse because their blood pressure would then be too low to sustain body functions." and continued.

"In addition to this, it was planned that these super humans, if the experiment became a success,would be used to explore the depths of space that a human could not live to see. We could reach into the far frontiers of the Solar system and beyond. With the Superhumans, We could colonize in decades what we ourselves cannot think of doing for centuries.

Martin nodded his head in agreement. The advantages were fantastic indeed.

(To Be Continued Tomorrow...)

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MAN FROM TOMORROW (EPISODE 95)

Martin wanted nothing more than to search for Anita then and there, but he knew it was futile. He had Norman with him and the key, whatever it was. And if it was truly 'the key', whoever had taken Anita might contact him. For now the he had to take advantage of this new resource.

Norman was writhing in pain. 

‘This guy is wounded as shit’,Martin thought. He needs surgery.

"Come man lets go to a hospital!" Martin exclaimed. He laid Norman on the passenger seat, adjusted it to recline. He took the steering and hit the gas pedal as forcefully as he could. Within no time he was on the highway that would take him to a hospital.

His thoughts were disturbed by his cell ringing. He looked at the screen in hopes that it was Anita calling, but it was an unknown number. He picked it up, saying nothing.

"Martin Phillips, listen to me and listen very carefully.”Martin suddenly broke into a sweat hearing the authoritative voice.

“I have Anita in my possession, so it would be in your best interest to do as I ask," he said. 

The man didn't threaten Martin or Anita, he didn't need to. The authority and power in his voice was enough.

"What do you want?" Martin asked.

"I know you have 'the key' that I want regarding Joseph Cooper. If you are not present at my location by tonight, there will be dire consequences," he said, now threatening.

The rest of their conversation was short and to the point. Martin retrieved the address he was expected to be at, and then listened to the man speak for several more minutes. Then the man hung up on his own. Martin released a breath when the line went dead.

"Dont bother about me, go to Washington" Norman said.Martin looked at him half-amazed. "How the hell do you know I have been called to Washington?" Norman gave a grin-in-pain indicating that he knew.

"But you need urgent medical attention!"

"Move to Washington first. You can drop me on the way somewhere into a hospital. This wound isn't much, just a flesh wound; the bullet is stuck in the abdominal muscle".

"You sure about that, old man?"Martin lifted Norman's hand from over the wound. It was not bleeding. It appeared to have stopped. Martin wanted to take this man to the ER-Emergency Room. But this old man was insisting otherwise. Moreover, there was the problem of Anita and 'The Key'. 

Martin pushed the throttle hard and took the I-95 S express way to D.C.

(To Be Continued Tomorrow...)

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