Complete Atopia Chronicles Part 52

And this was exactly what Kesselring had been hiding from Patricia. Cognix had been secretly undertaking weapons programs with several nation states to prepare their readiness for the pssi launch. Jimmy was involved of course.

The good news was that the phutures had stabilized-no apocalyptic wars, at least not in the near future. But pssi wasn't the only game in town either. A crush of other transformative technologies was crowding the future, and we'd have to wade our way through this brave new world to find w.i.l.l.y's body.

It had become obvious that Jimmy had killed his own parents, and was behind dozens and perhaps hundreds of disappearances including Cynthia, Susie, and even Commander Strong's wife. We suspected he had sabotaged Patricia's medical systems as well, so he had killed not only his own mother, but his G.o.dmother as well. He seemed to do it all by giving people what they wanted, and then exacting his price for their desires.

The key to it all was somehow in w.i.l.l.y's body, wherever that was. It was the key to stopping whatever Jimmy was becoming, my key to getting Nancy back and protecting my family from him as well.

I suspected Jimmy had been involved in killing Dean to get closer to me, or at least involved in Dean's decision to kill himself.

The next morning we all sat back around the embers of the fire. Vince was making cups of coffee and handing them out.

"Did you read the news w.i.l.l.y sent in this morning?" asked Vince as he handed me my cup.

"Yes," I replied.

Simultaneously with the commercial release of pssi into several major metropolitan areas, Cognix had announced the beginning of construction of seven new Atopiacla.s.s floating platforms at strategic physical locations around the globe. They had the cash flow now.

There had even been excited talk on Phuture News about giving Atopia a seat on the United Nations Security Council and appointing Jimmy. He'd begun calling himself Jimmy James.

We'd had to bring our own smarticles. They flushed out of the body if they weren't topped up, plus we didn't know how secure the old ones were, so Patricia had created our own secret variant for us. On Atopia, the environment was infused with them so we didn't have to think about it, but here, we needed our own supply.

I pulled out the bag filled with our new smarticle powder from my backpack, and dipped a twig I'd picked up from the ground into it. I lifted the twig to my nose and inhaled the powder. The easiest way into the body was through the mucus membranes.

"Can't we just tell people what we know?" mused Vince as he cupped his coffee, blowing the steam off it. I offered him the bag of powder and he took it.

"No, we don't have enough," I replied. "After what's happened, it'd look like more Terra Novan interference. Coming from us, it wouldn't exactly look reputable, and would probably get us in a lot of trouble. We need to fly under the radar as much as possible."

"Yeah, I think we need to have a serious chat with Sintil8, wherever he is, before we do anything else," added w.i.l.l.y's splinter.

"Hey, don't believe everything you think, w.i.l.l.y boy!" laughed Sid as he worked away on our private metaworlds. "At least before you check with me!"

Sid was trying to be funny, but he was right. He had hacked into our personal pssi systems and begun hardening them against exposure to Cognix, starting with backups to our memories and our own cognitive intrusion detection systems. We had to make sure our minds remained our own.

"Are you sure you're up for this?" I asked Vince.

"I'm the perfect person to have along!" he laughed.

It was true. The only place he existed was in the present, and for most of the world this hardly counted anymore.

"Ah yes, the man with no future," laughed Sid. "Aren't we a motley bunch to trust for saving the world?"

I wasn't in a humorous mood.

"Look Sid, we have no choice in this."

I had to get Nancy out of there. It was too dangerous to let her know what she was facing, so we couldn't tell her about Jimmy. I shuddered to think what he could be capable of.

"I suppose it all depends on how you look at it," continued Sid, "maybe it's not so bad."

I shook my head at him incredulously.

"Well I mean you and Nancy, together being able to see everything."

"Yes...?"

"You're like the omniscient being who walks on water, searching for the body of man to save the soul of mankind from eternal suffering."

"Squaring off against what seems to be the devil, no less," chipped in Vicious. "I mean, it's all been done before mate, and so far so good!"

"Tell me that doesn't sound biblical," suggested Sid, now transformed into a talking burning bush sporting two stone tablets with our names inscribed on them.

"Well," I replied, my mood lightening, "I bet Christ's disciples didn't include a punk rocker."

I cast a sideways glance at Vicious and smiled.

"Oooh," replied Vicious, returning my grin, "but I've heard that Judas Priest weren't far off mate."

I laughed. "I'm going to be careful of you, then."

"And the whole key to this is in my body?" said w.i.l.l.y, shaking his head. "Wally must have left us some clues. We just need to look."

"Brings a whole new meaning to 'Where's Waldo' dunnit?" laughed Vicious, unable to contain himself. This brought laughs from everyone, including w.i.l.l.y's splinter.

Smiling, I looked at all of them one by one, looking to me for leadership.

"I'm sure this wasn't what the prophets had in mind when they imagined the Second Coming," I joked grimly, "but we've got no choice."

"Moscow huh?" asked Hotsuff, looking at Brigitte and Bardot and then down to inspect her camping short shorts. "I'm going to need a whole new wardrobe."

"Yeah, sure," I replied. I looked around at our little gang. "I think we're going to need a lot of things."

The trail to w.i.l.l.y's body began and ended with Sintil8, who'd now totally disappeared off the grid.

Terra Nova was almost hermetically blockaded, both in the physical and cyber realms, so there was no help there, but since w.i.l.l.y's mind was still with us, his body was still alive out there somewhere.

The thought of tracking down a gangster like Sintil8 frightened me, but then, our choices had boiled down to the lesser of two rather nasty evils. The only clue we had was Sintil8's real name, Sergei Mikhailov, which Patricia had managed to dig up.

Clouds of smarticles released in San Francisco yesterday had begun to float in on the breeze, even up here, and I could feel small channels and rivulets of information begin to flow, connecting me to the multiverse. As refreshing as it felt to my metasenses, it now took on a darkly ominous feel as well.

"Let's get a move on people," I said as my phantoms shivered. "I think it's best that we stay away from major cities as much as possible."

"That's not where I think I am anyway," added w.i.l.l.y for good measure.

The four of us with physical bodies shouldered our backpacks of gear and checked around the campsite for anything left behind. I kicked some dirt onto the smoldering remains of the fire.

Stopping for moment, we all smiled at each other, and then started out on the path that led into the great Redwood forest and beyond.

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I'd like to thank my editors, Eddie Mumford and Andrew Kozloski, and in particular Allen Tierney who did a whole edit of the book as an unsolicited favor!

A special thanks to the many people who helped me make this possible, including Robert Megeney, Danny Grant, Dave Sachs, Quito Galiana, Nancy Zadler, Yulya Faibusovitch, Paul Warne, Garnet Alexander, Andrea Rabinovitch, Mary Lim, Eric Montcalm, Miriam Aczem, Alex Moon, Myleen Sjodin, Vaseem Baig, and Brendan O'Malley.

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-- Matthew Mather.

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by Matthew Mather Kindle Edition Published by PhutureNews Publishing Copyright 2012 by Matthew Mather.

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About the Author.

Matthew started out his career working at the McGill Center for Intelligent Machines, going on to be a founder one of the world's first multisensory interface companies, Immersion, that became the world leader in its field. His latest project, MindHabits, was a major award-winning brain training videogame that was translated into a dozen languages and distributed worldwide. In between he has worked on innovations in everything from computational nanotechnology and weather prediction systems to genomics, social intelligence research and most recently cybersecurity.

Matthew's writing credits include the novellas Blue Skies, Childplay, Brothers Blind, Timedrops, and Neverywhere, all a part of the best selling Atopia series. He lives in Montreal, Canada with his bright and beautiful girlfriend Julie and their three dogs and a cat.

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