Golem
Copyright© 2009 by dak
Prologue
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The tech observed the status of the systems across the board, hunched over his counsel, waiting for the signal. The loud speaker overhead spoke:
"Temporal locks engaged."
"Subject 318 is secured in the chamber."
The tech glanced up from his screen to look over at the lead scientist. "Ma'am, um, this is just a test run right? We don't need the subject from cold storage for this."
The scientist smiled at the obvious discomfort of the tech, her project had that effect on these computer geeks. "We do not need it in there, but we better get used to waking it and bring into the chamber in standby mode, relax this is the future of space exploration, we will all be famous one day."
The tech nodded, "Ok Ma'am, the Golem's neural net is in standby and ready to interface."
The scientist checked the board and smiled; "perfect." She stepped into the command chair and lowered the helmet on to her head. "Let's start at 5% awareness shall we?"
Dizziness swept over her for a brief moment, she had the distinct feeling of being in two places at once. "Damn! this is odd, increase it to 10% and dim my awareness to 60%."
"Will do Ma'am." The tech said fiddling with the controls.
Her dizziness increased, she could then see she was in the test chamber. Slowly she lifted her head, "yes!" she was in the Golem. It was working and stable. When she shut her eyes she could see the outside where her real body was. It took a minute for her to focus and speak with her real body. "This is so great Ted, you have to try this. I can feel everything, it's like I am the Golem."
The tech laughed. "No thanks Ma'am. With the detail to genetics you put into it and the gender choice I think I'll pass on it, perhaps on the mark 2? Now Ma'am, today's test is to see if the signal will pass through the event horizon and be stable. We will open the wormhole to our moon base now."
The lights in the chamber dimmed as the generators routed power to the gravity well. The scientist could see the beginnings of their stable wormhole forming. "Ted, all appears to be fine at this end. I can make out the base. I am going to step through once it stays solid."
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