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MesajKonu: Geri: ENDGAME HAKKINDA BİLGİLER   C.tesi Ağus. 20, 2016 12:31 pm


THE PROGBELISK

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CYNTHIA MACPHERSON
Near San Martin de los Andes, Argentina


Since staring into the three open irises on the pedestal in China, Cynthia has seen two blurry numbers everywhere she looks.
At first, she was certain it was just an afterimage, the residual effect of staring into the cones of light shining through the three emblems. No different than staring at the sun. Maybe the numbers were the serial numbers on the light bulb behind the emblems, she told herself. But she was fairly certain that the temple was built before light bulbs were invented.
After a week of seeing the numbers, even when her eyes were closed, she became convinced they were more than an afterimage. Once certain the numbers held some meaning, Cynthia set out to interpret them. For two straight days, she stared at a variety of different colored surfaces, focusing her eyes beyond the surface or as close as she could. When the numbers finally came into focus, so did their meaning: latitude and longitude. She immediately booked a flight to the airport nearest to those coordinates, Aviador Carlos Campos Airport.
✱ ✱ ✱
On the plane, Cynthia thinks about her life so far. On paper, it’s been a blessed one. She was adopted into a wealthy family at the age of two. She attended the best schools, lived in the best zip codes. But, as far back as she can remember, she felt like an outsider. Her prep school classmates had glossy hair and trim figures; they radiated an aura of natural, inborn confidence. Cynthia, on the other hand, was slightly pudgy, shy, and anxious. She suspected her biological parents, whoever they were, hadn’t passed down the alpha gene her classmates had inherited.
After college, most of her peers became lawyers or investment bankers. Cynthia, meanwhile, drifted. She dabbled in cooking. She tried her hand at coding. She briefly went to graduate school to study classics. Every new endeavor came easily, but nothing gave her that feeling of having finally found her place in the world.
Four months ago, in a period of depression, she gave up trying. She took a job at a news site that had fired its journalists and become a clearinghouse for online memes. She spent her days watching and reposting YouTube videos. Cute cats, ugly cats, sleepy cats. But then, one morning, she came across a video of a young Asian boy, twitching like he had Tourette’s. But not quite: the twitches didn’t seem random. They seemed like code. They were code.
She quit her job the following day.
Even now, after uncovering ancient artifacts and operating other-worldly machines, she still doesn’t know the purpose of the treasure hunt she’s on. She doesn’t know where the breadcrumbs lead, or who left them for her to find. But she feels something she’s never felt before: a sense of forward momentum. And, alongside it, something even more counterintuitive: a sense of belonging to something larger.
✱ ✱ ✱
Prior to this trip, Cynthia has never ridden a motorcycle of any sort, much less off-road and off-trail. But after she lands, her complete lack of motorcycle experience does not stop her from walking right into the first store she sees with bikes for sale. In the back of the store, between some new brightly colored bikes, is a 1984 Honda XR500R, painted all black. She immediately buys it, along with a military grade GPS and a helmet with a heads-up display.
Within what seems like only a few seconds, she is out of the city, away from the airport, away from everyone else. Cynthia is surprised how quickly she masters riding the bike. The helmet is like a second skin after living for weeks with a heads-up display that she could not turn off.
She rides for three days, only stopping to eat and sleep. Each time she removes her helmet, she catches a glimpse of herself in its mirror-like shine. Dressed all in black, she looks like a superhero from an 80s show. When did she become Street Hawk? When did she become badass?
On the third day, she stops at a grassy hill and hides the bike in some small bushes at its base. If she ever gets back to her previous life, she’s taking the bike with her. She grabs the GPS, her pack of questing gear, and heads up the hill.
The moment she arrives at the coordinates she knows so well, the ground feels different. She unfolds a small camping shovel and takes one stab at the grass. Like a piece of fabric splitting at a seam, the grass and an inch of soil open up, revealing a two foot in diameter hole. This does not surprise her. This type of thing happens all the time as of late.
She puts on her headlamp and begins her descent, through the opening in the ground, down a pile of rocks. She walks for quite some time. The decline is steep, but not so steep that she needs her climbing gear. Finally, she arrives at a flat area, with a large stone wall at its end. She notices the outline of an archway and, beneath it, a door. What would her old self say if she could see her now? “When did you become Indiana Jones?”
It takes very little effort to slide the door open, and she quickly surmises it’s counterweighted. It will close if she stops pushing. Unfazed, she holds it open, slides inside, and lets it close behind her.
What she sees is breathtaking. She is in a large temple, larger than any of the previous secret rooms she has discovered. In the center, a triangular column made of a smooth stone and covered with ornate carvings sits on a dais. On the top of the obelisk are three tines that match three indentations in the ceiling. It is clear the obelisk can expand and slot right into the ceiling.
As she gets closer to the dais, she notices that it has two levels, and the top level is made of four concentric rings. The center circle has a triangular cutout for the obelisk. There is a pattern carved across all four rings, however, it is not aligned. As she gets closer, she realizes the outermost ring is moving. Each second it inches forward slightly, accompanied by a sound, a stone on stone sliding sound like a ticking clock. She times it for five minutes. The ring moves 1/12th of the way around, so it would be one hour for a complete rotation. While watching for those five minutes, she notices that the next ring toward the center also moves. At this point she assumes that the third ring also moves, but so slowly she cannot see it. This must be a clock, counting down until the pattern is aligned. She does not understand how such large stones could move at all. But this is not a surprise to her.
She takes out her tablet and uses its camera to record video of the rings for 20 minutes. Cynthia then writes a Javascript program to analyze the video and tell her precisely when the pattern will be aligned. “When did you become David Lightman?” old Cynthia whispers.
1 day, 5 hours, and 12 minutes. Cynthia sets a timer on her watch, the only piece of technology she trusts to last that long. She turns off her tablet. She turns off her headlamp to conserve its batteries, despite having many spares in her pack. New Cynthia and old Cynthia sit in the dark waiting.
The timer goes off. She set it to one minute before the alignment. The innermost ring is now aligned with the central circle, the middle ring is only millimeters away, and the outermost ring continues to creep closer. The numbers are gone from her vision and she wonders when that had happened, probably when she first arrived in this room, but she was too in awe of the obelisk to notice. Cynthia watches the final few seconds tick off. The pattern on the rings comes into full alignment and everything stops moving.
The room shakes a little bit. The top two-thirds of the obelisk rise up toward the ceiling. The bottom third remains stationary. In the gap, Cynthia sees a medallion, similar in size and shape to the emblems she has seen throughout her journey. This one has a gold rim surrounding a glasslike material, black as the night sky, with colored specks in it.
Cynthia reaches for the emblem. The moment she touches it, something new appears in her vision, just like the numbers, but more of an image. It is blurry, but it could be a star or an island, and there may be some writing around it. She tries all of the focus tricks that worked on the numbers but to no avail. She will have to leave and spend some time figuring out this new clue.
She tries to grab the emblem, but it doesn’t budge. This is not her first emblem, not her first projected clue; she expected this. She knew she was done here for now.
Back above ground, Cynthia returns to her bike. She picks up her helmet and, through the blurry image of the star, or island, she stares in awe at her reflection. Another puzzle, another destination, another set of newfound abilities. New Cynthia and old Cynthia say together, “Who am I?” and ride off into the night.
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MesajKonu: Geri: ENDGAME HAKKINDA BİLGİLER   Ptsi Ağus. 22, 2016 11:04 am

SPACE: PART ONE

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INTELLIGENCE OFFICER ROBERT MCIVER
Mt. Terror, Ross Island, Antarctica


For the first time since leaving London, Officer McIver is smiling. Sensation courses through his fingers. Steam tickles his nostrils. Hot tea spreads warmth within his belly.
Looking around the dome, at least half of the faces are new to him. Many of these exhibit the same dazed expression he himself wore his first week here, at the arse end of the earth.
But the prevailing emotion among the gathered crowd is excitement. Twenty minutes ago, Gregor, the on-site operations commander, summoned all key personnel to the central dome. A solar flare is predicted.
McIver stands at one edge of the dome, next to a field table covered with star charts. He shares this table with two NASA engineers who are accessing their proprietary astral mapping database over a secure satellite connection. McIver’s laptop is running the free version of the software from the good people at stellarium.org.
As technicians throughout the dome make final adjustments to their monitoring equipment, McIver’s mind drifts over the mad blur of the preceding weeks…
It begins with a series of increasingly terrifying flights. A comfortable overnight from Heathrow to Singapore. Delays and coach seating from Singapore to Auckland. A nail biting descent between the mountains into Queenstown. And finally, the bowel-watering drop through whiteout conditions onto Pegasus Field where a snowcat waits to take him to McMurdo station.
At McMurdo, the team prepares for the expedition to Mt. Terror. McIver has very little to do, beyond staying out of the way of the cold-hardened men and women who know their duties and clearly prefer he not be underfoot while they carry them out.
McIver then spends a number of bone-chilling days trying not to die of exposure while the expedition splits into small search parties and crisscrosses the face of the mountain in an ever-expanding matrix.
On day five, they find the first dog. It is in rather good condition considering the century and a half it has lain here.
Events progress swiftly after that. One dog leads to another and before long the team is standing in the middle of the The Iceman’s camp.
Images of The Iceman and of The Device (which they are now calling “The Cosmotron”) are sent back to McMurdo where they are relayed on to Thames House. From there, word spreads fast among the Western world’s intelligence forces. Within twenty-four hours, equipment crates on parachutes are falling from above, while serious looking individuals are arriving on snowmobiles from below.
The corpses of The Iceman and his dogs are extracted with laser cutters, carefully transferred into temperature-controlled “coffins” and shipped back to McMurdo for analysis.
Aerogel domes of varying sizes are erected about the site and warmed to a balmy eighteen degrees celsius with solar heaters. Smaller domes scattered around the perimeter function as barracks, storage and shared workspaces.
The largest dome is nearly eight meters in diameter and four meters at its tallest point. A dozen people can work comfortably within, despite all of the monitoring equipment crammed inside with them. Unlike the smaller domes, the topmost section of this one has been replaced with a transparent semi-spherical bubble. This allows the Cosmotron, centered beneath the bubble, to “see out.”
From the other side of the dome, a Kiwi accented voice announces, “Flare intensity confirmed, Sir. It’s an X class.” Chatter ceases. All eyes turn toward McIver’s table and the two NASA engineers hunched over their consoles.
“Gentleman?” Gregor prompts. There is no need to elaborate. Everyone in the dome understands that Gregor is asking for the current vector from the dome’s location to Proxima Centauri.
Identifying the significance of Proxima Centauri is the first major breakthrough in their understanding of the Cosmotron.
That the device is designed to monitor astral bodies is obvious from the start. Its rudimentary scope and aiming controls clearly point to the heavens.
The exposure damage to The Iceman’s star charts is extensive, but some amount of the parchment survives extraction from the ice. Analysis under a variety of lighting conditions by archivists at the British Museum reveals hidden markings on the chart fragments pointing to Proxima Centauri in the Centaurus constellation.
The debate over how these charts could possibly predate the discovery of the dwarf star by over 50 years is postponed for a future, less stressful, time.
A NASA engineer clears his throat. “On my mark, the relative vector to Proxima Centauri will be… Azimuth: 204 degrees, 42 minutes. Altitude: 51 degrees, 50 minutes.”
McIver glances at Stellarium on his laptop, pleased to find identical readings. He looks up at the closest of the three large monitors mounted on the walls of the dome. All display the same video feed of the Cosmotron. A latex gloved hand moves into frame. The hand belongs to Willis, the technician seated on the camp stool directly in front of the Cosmotron. He uses one finger to carefully adjust the dials on the top of the device.
“Mark,” says the engineer. Willis depresses the two buttons next to the dials. The room is so quiet, McIver can hear the gears turning from where he stands at the edge of the dome. On the monitor he sees the protective shield retract and the scope beneath reposition to the new coordinates. Excited murmurs spread through the room.
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MesajKonu: Geri: ENDGAME HAKKINDA BİLGİLER   Ptsi Ağus. 22, 2016 12:35 pm

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SPACE: PART TWO

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INTELLIGENCE OFFICER ROBERT MCIVER
Mt. Terror, Ross Island, Antarctica


“The crystal is responding,” Gregor announces. “Heinemann, if you would?”
His first day on site, the solar physicist Heinemann discovers the Cosmotron’s sensitivity to solar radiation. Of particular interest is its capability to store x-rays within its crystalline energy cell.
Back at McMurdo, the forensics team dates The Iceman to the mid-nineteenth century. Putting one and one together, Heinemann surmises that The Iceman may have taken advantage of the greatest solar disturbance in recorded history: The Carrington Event of 1859.
“GOES satellites confirm current flare intensity of X 1.2,” Heinemann responds. The gloved hand reappears on the monitors, this time adjusting dials on the front of the Cosmotron. Another button is pressed. McIver hears a popping sound and the creak of hinges as small doors on the front of the device open like a cuckoo clock. Inside are additional sets of dials, buttons and crystals.
This does not come as a surprise. The Cosmotron has been painstakingly analyzed inside and out using all manner of imaging technologies. The team has been playing with highly detailed three dimensional replicas in both virtual and real space for weeks. In fact, based on renderings of the wiring behind this panel, the team already has a pretty good idea of what they will try in a moment.
What does cause a collective intake of breath is the display screen springing to life with a view of Proxima Centauri. “How is it possible?” one of the NASA engineers asks the room. No modern telescope of this size could produce such an image of Proxima Centauri.
“Later,” Gregor responds.
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MesajKonu: Geri: ENDGAME HAKKINDA BİLGİLER   Çarş. Ağus. 24, 2016 11:28 am

SPACE: PART THREE

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INTELLIGENCE OFFICER ROBERT MCIVER
Mt. Terror, Ross Island, Antarctica


“Dr. Dvorak, head of the Systems and Symbols division at Langley, is here to help us out. Dvorak, you’re up.”
Dr. Katarina Dvorak steps forward and leans in for a closer look. A member of her staff takes pictures over her shoulder. For several minutes the small group closest to the Cosmotron confers. Willis makes some test adjustments to the left set of dials. As he does, the color of the left crystal gradually changes colors. Willis is careful to re-zero the dials when he is done.
Dvorak straightens and turns toward the room. She glances down at the tablet computer cradled in the crook of her arm and clears her throat.
“We made a few key assumptions based on the three dimensional models. One: each of the six dial sets can represent the numbers from 0-63. Obviously, 64 values points to a six-bit binary system. Two: the left set of dials is user controlled. The right set is gear driven. We therefore theorize that the left set is the ‘input,’ while the right set is the ‘output.’” She glances at Gregor who gestures at her to continue.
“Now that the doors are open, we can see that the three sets of dials on the right are color coded red, green and blue. Further, applying the values next to them, 40, 15 and 20 respectively, to a trichromatic color system specifies the reddish color currently shown in the right crystal.”
Officer McIver is happy to see a number of heads nodding around the room. Someone can fill him in later.
A heated debate as to what values should be entered on the left ensues. Gregor listens silently for a while before making the executive decision to try the same values currently shown on the right. He hopes to establish a baseline. Willis hits reset, enters 40, 15, 20 on the left hand dials. Both crystals are now a matching shade of red. He looks at Gregor, who nods. Willis presses the submit button.
The Cosmotron whirs to life. Dials spins. Colors flash. Eventually, the right crystal settles on purple and the dials next to it read 37, 1, 58. In the center of the Cosmotron, the charged crystal loses a bit of its illumination. Above it, a meter decreases. “It appears we have a finite number of shots at this,” Gregor announces. “Let’s make the next guess a good one.”
A dozen minds inside the dome set themselves to the task. Outside the dome, an untold multitude of agencies are networked in and following along. The answer comes quickly.
“We have received a communication from the ESA,” Dvorak announces. “They agree that we are looking at a play on the binary descriptions of the trichromatic color codes. More specifically, it's a nibble, or half a byte, rotation. In the case of 6-bit numbers, a nibble is three bits.”
She walks over to a white board and picks up a dry erase marker and writes:
R G B
40 15 20
101000 001111 010100
“Now, shift each nibble to the left. Rotate the first nibble, ‘101,’ around to the right side.”
101 | 000 | 001 | 111 | 010 | 100
← ← ←
000001 111010 100101
“Convert the new 6-bit strings back into decimals, and there are your R G B values.”
1 58 37
R G B
“Aquamarine we’ll call it” Dvorak concludes.
“Do it, Willis,” Gregor commands.
Willis adjusts the dials and the left crystal turns aquamarine. He presses submit and pulls his hand away. A chime emanates from the Cosmotron, the pitch rising rapidly. Within a few seconds, it passes above the threshold of human hearing.
The hairs on McIver’s scalp lift away from his skin. His back teeth ache. He thinks he’s seeing green. And then, it passes. He looks around the room. People are rubbing their arms, tugging their ears, popping their jaws.
“Electromagnetic surge detected, Sir. McMurdo reporting spikes across multiple spectrums. Best guess ... some kind of signal.”
Gregor frowns. “Going where?”
Officer McIver shifts his gaze upward. He stares out the transparent dome at the clear sky above. He knows what is coming before Willis speaks the answer aloud.
“Everywhere, Sir!”
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