Apostasy Rising by J A Bouma

Author:J A Bouma [Bouma, J A]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: EmmausWay Press
Published: 2019-08-31T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

After topping off Alexander’s glass with more Scotch, obliging Father Jim the same, he tapped a panel at the back of his minibar to reveal a button hidden beneath. He threw his two friends a glance, rubbed his fingers together in apprehension, and then jabbed it.

A release of air shot out from narrow cracks around the minibar between the bookcases on either side, as if an airlock was released behind it. Sasha pushed the inset minibar forward, moving it on a narrow track embedded in the floor and revealing another room, a private room for Sasha’s private projects. The walls were painted a deep blue, with glowing orbs set inside the ceiling. In the middle was a long narrow table, a workbench. On top sat a belt, about ten centimeters thick and ringed by what looked like four donuts. A small, thin circular object sat next to it that reminded Alexander of the kind of black religious caps worn by the Israelites.

Sasha set his drink down on the table and picked up the belt. “You want time travel. Here you go.”

He tossed the belt to Alexander. He caught the device and eyed it, mesmerized and confused all at once. “This is a time machine?”

“What were you expecting? An ancient phone booth, with wires and levers?”

“Who knows about this?” Father Jim asked, walking over to Alexander and taking the belt from him.

“No one.” Pride was oozing from Dr. Pavlovich as he watched the reaction of his friends, pleasure etched across his grinning face that he could finally share his little side project for the past three years with someone. “I worked on device alongside my theoretical research. I told you, Alex, remember? I told you I would discover time travel.” He was beaming now, clearly relishing the moment of monumental revelation.

“So you’ve used this yourself? You know it works?” Father Jim prodded.

“Not exactly. This is prototype. Well, another of a series of prototypes. I test on rabbits so far. I put belt on, I enter settings, I press button, and poof!” Sasha made an exploding motion with his hands. “They go zoom zoom through time.”

“You mean they disappeared? Rather than exploded?” Alexander asked.

Sasha rolled his eyes and shook his head. “They were not exploding. What, you are thinking I’m stupid? That I am making this up?”

“No, no,” Alexander said, raising his hands to backpedal his joke that had clearly been received as a challenge to Sasha’s work. “I’m just blown away that you actually did it, my friend. You discovered time travel!”

“Bravo, lad, bravo,” Father Jim whispered, as mesmerized by the device as Alexander. He stared off past the two men, his lips moving and eyes darting with wonderment at how the Church could leverage the asset for their own problems.

“So how does this thing work, exactly?” Alexander asked, eyeing the belt in hand.

Sasha took it back and carefully set it on the table, then sat on a stool at his workbench. “Several centuries ago, someone named Frank Wilczek theorized something called time crystals.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.