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SELECT 8-800X (JOURNALS)
CODE K/C-'KSCl^ZVE
DATE b/11/2127
SUB1ECT TIME REFRACTOR

For the record, I am fully aware that I'm breaking alt rules.
I am out of my department. Nobody has given me per-
mission to use journals, and it's a punishable offense to
bury data in a restricted memory bank. I know.

But I'm already in troubleЧth^* is an unauthorized ex-
perimentЧand I don't want anyone-reading these notes
until I'm finished, journals is impossible to tap into without
proper authorityЧit took me more than an hour to do it
myself. Also it's the logical place for this account, which
actually is more of a persona! confession, the .kind you
don't tell your own computer. Not when it's Pinocchio-

You'd never let on to that supercilious chunk of circuitry
that you're terrified out of your skin. And yet I have to be
honest about my emotions, particularly fear. If my theory
on the danger quotient is correct, a little honest panic may
be crucial to the experiment. To tell the truth, I am the
experiment.

All right, the screen is going critical, flashing IDENTIFI-

CATION, PLEASE! It wants my name. Then copy; AH the
name I've got is K/CЧ4(SCI) and so on, see above. I am
one of Eddinger's genetic hybrids, and it tells you some-
thing about him, that he'd tattoo a number like that on an
innocent baby boy.

The machine doesn't believe me- REQUIRE DOCUMEN-
TATION.

There really isn't time for all that, butЧquickly then: In
the 130 years since War Three, back in 1996 when these
underground complexes were built, we've been inching
toward extinction. Man was never made to live like an
earthworm sixty feet below the surface. That was strictly a
desperation move, to salvage the remnants of the human
race. Nobody ever suspected we'd be stuck here this long.
The pollution up top was supposed to leach away, which
it didЧour N-crews have the technology to neutralize the
last pockets of contamination.

But all those H-bombs that everybody was fobbing around
like snowballs did worse than cause a stink. They shredded
the delicate ozone layer in the upper atmosphere, so now