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Saturday, 31 October 2015

The Exodus Ark

Chapter One
TB145 Image from NASA JPL

The first we knew about  Asteroid 2015 TB145 was the photo we saw in the news sites, dubbed Creepy Space Skull by humanity. The rock was destined to graze the earth so said NASA in their statements to the media. Nothing to fear they said. It will simply rock by our planet’s orbit between us and the moon. It was big, but not big enough to make a difference to the planet they said.

Well, behind the scenes some of us knew better. Last time this rock passed the earth it meant the end of the dinosaurs. Last time it was here was about 65 million years ago. When TB145 passed by then it left a scorching climate change in its wake that only the hardiest and most adaptable small life survived. It wiped the planet nearly clean. 

These facts were not announced and any amateur astronomer or academic that said different was quickly denounced as a loony or simply vanished.

The first radar images of the rock came from Arecibo Observatory in Puerto Rico. They were released and commented by Kelly Fast the Infrared Telescope Facility program scientist at NASA. They joked that it had donned a creepy costume for its Halloween flyby. Of course, all of this was designed by the best minds available to pacify humanity. To make a joke of the approaching rock. Some of us knew better. As far as most of the world knew near Earth tracking only discovered the rock weeks ago. Really it’s been predicted and confirmed for many years.

Once it became well understood exactly what impact the rock would have, it certainly wasn't going to impact the planet, any half skilled amateur with a telescope and an ability to do some mathematics could understand that. What wasn’t widely known was that when it passed between the moon and the earth, it did so at such high speed it would briefly and dramatically change the forces at play between the two bodies. The impacts upon the earth would be huge. Ranging from hardly anything at the poles to complete disruption of the fabric of the earth in the temperate areas where most humans live. Some people would survive the rending of the ground and massive eruptions of volcanos along with enormous simultaneous earthquakes along all existing fault lines where the great plates meet. The destruction of civilisation by the combination of earthquakes, tsunami waves and lava would be almost complete.

At that time construction of great stasis chambers was begun in Antarctica. Each would house 40 people in deep sleep. Each had its own power supply. Each had its own store of preserved food, seed bank, animals in stasis and established plant collections. It was hoped enough would survive. This was the only way to preserve humanity for certain.

Three months ago I found out when I was approached to lead an ark team.  I was informed that we would be in stasis for at least a year while the planet calmed down and the temperate areas became habitable again then locked into our stasis chamber for at least another three months after that to wake up and re-establish some social order. To ensure resilience, there are 250 teams of 40 people. Each with 4 adults and 36 children. The teams have been chosen for diverse biological and DNA background. The adults chosen for their ability to accept and adapt to protect and ensure survival of the children in their charge. The children when they emerge will in time form a new society and come to renew population of the planet.

Finding the adults was relatively easy, the world was scoured for people with particular characteristics. The leaders were found first. I've known for a year now and helped select my team of three from the available pool. Six months ago we were brought together and the other three informed. At that time we were segregated from our old lives – we simply vanished from the planet. Of course this caused grief and investigations but we knew we had to be strong. We had to leave our lives behind. The only consolation was if we had children under sixteen ourselves that they got to come along, but not in our ark – they would be in someone else’s to ensure there was as little favouritism as possible later.

A few days ago our 36 and four adults headed to the Antarctic to our stasis chamber. The kids and their parents think the kids are going to an ICE Adventure arranged through the schools of the world and would be back home in two weeks time. They were all told they’d been picked because of characteristics they’d shown at school. This part was true, the remainder, a story to placate the masses. We all cheerfully and excitedly said goodbye as we boarded our buses at Monash University and headed to the military airport in Sale. From there we flew in massive Hercules down south to Antarctica. Each ark crew in its own plane. We all knew there were others and thought that we’d be meeting up when we got there (well most of us did, the leaders knew better). 

On arrival, each ark crew was ushered into their chamber by the base personnel. These people would likely survive too and had a part to play in protecting each exodus ark chamber. The difference was they would be awake for the entire time and we would be in stasis. While the ark chamber’s systems were largely automatic, these people were the backup. They would also form the initial controlling body once everyone reawakened. It was felt they were necessary to take control of any remaining society that might survive beyond the chambers. 

On arrival the leaders found the surroundings familiar as we’d been here for months training for this day, learning the facilities, learning the techniques for managing the children we would be looking after.

Naturally the kids were totally excited but we convinced them to stow all of the gear they’d brought into their lockers and get changed into their camp uniforms. The uniforms were all soft clothing designed to be protective but also yielding so as not to damage the skin of the children while they slept. Then we all met on the floor of the chamber to start some get to know each other activities. 

This was the last time they would be conscious for the next year. Each of the adults wore a head set designed to deflect what was about to come.
As the children played the games and talked in the soft floored chamber a gentle soporific wave was generated, one by one and sometimes in groups they started to sleep. They simply collapsed wherever they were. Once all were unconscious each was checked by the base medical team then we loaded them into the individual chambers and hooked them up to the systems that would take them into deep sleep and protect them on the verge of death for the next year. Once this was done, the adults climbed into their own chambers and were similarly hooked up. Sleep came.

Outside on the 31st of October Skull Rock came and went, the predictions were right and the earth shuddered. Along the equator dormant volcanoes were the first sign of the impending doom for most of civilisation as they at first smoked then spewed forth great columns of lava, ash and rock into the sky obliterating the sun and plunging the planet into almost complete darkness. The earthquakes began within hours of the eruptions. The news media went wild before going silent as the power grid was destroyed. Around the globe millions perished in the waves of heat, vibration and water. Most of civilisation crumbled and was erased from the face of the planet. Here and there pockets survived but would face a very difficult future with no assured food supply and little or no sunlight until the volcanoes calmed and the skies cleared.

From above the personnel on the International Space Station watched what was going on below. They were the vanguard that would declare that it was safe to open the ark chambers and wake the sleeping inhabitants. That moment would be some time distant. While they waited, they charted where they could find light sources at night marking the likely places of adhoc survival. It would be important to know these places and make them known to the sleepers as they would likely form a tribal society with a local kingpin. Should the ISS not survive, the chambers would automatically awaken after one year, one chamber every three months to spread the load of looking after the awakening sleepers on those that were left.

In the chambers we waited, unaware of what was happening around us. 

What happened to Antarctica was a surprise to even those who predicted it would be stable. It became more than stable, it became a paradise, the earth’s poles shifted, rotation changed and old poles became the new equator with the new South pole at what was Madagascar and the new North pole through the wasteland that had been the bay adjacent to San Francisco but was now simply sea. San Francisco lost forever. Perhaps it will be found as the new Atlantis in the future. In these locations ice formed and in our location the world warmed. These changes finished the society more than the earth’s upheaval ever could have. The ark’s inhabitants and their supporters were now alone.

The new rotation calmed the volcanoes much quicker than anyone had expected and triggered the sleepers to be awakened early to their new world having slumbered for only a few months instead of the planned year.

End Chapter One.



Note that the image on this page is reproduced under implicit license from JPL http://www.jpl.nasa.gov/imagepolicy/

Wednesday, 22 April 2015

Feeders


Why is it we always feel bad the next morning when we have a night out on the town? Even if we don’t get into the booze or other substances there is still that feel in the mouth like the bottom of a bird cage all dry and stinky. There is still the cotton wool feeling in the head.

In each of those dim poorly lit places reside Feeders. They gather in the darkness. These were once people. Now they are the lost.

For Feeders to survive they have to undertake the feeding. If they don’t feed, they simply waste away. If they make the mistake of venturing out in daylight thinking they still can lead a normal life they just burn up to nothing.

Each time you go into the dark places you lose a little of yourself to the Feeders. They consume your energy while you enjoy yourself with your friends. In the dark, you don't know they're close. You don't detect what's happening. The next morning you know.

They don’t take much of you each time but don't stay too long.

Venture into the dark long and often and you too become a Feeder. Lost.

There they are, gathered in the darkness inside. Waiting. For you. Drop in. Stay a while, maybe forever.

Tuesday, 9 December 2014

Six Days - The Gift

It’s so very quiet. There is almost no sound except the wind sighing through the trees around me. The birdsong has stopped. There are no dogs barking. No lawn mowers. No cars. Nothing. Who would have thought? Six days could end everything. We've gone from the greatest strides of human kind, the first full time habitat off earth had only just started to operate on Mars. Now we're on our way back to the stone age.

Six days ago I read about the virus in Africa on the news on my tablet over breakfast. We chatted about it. It was horrible but it was so far away. What could we do? It seems new and so far incurable. It first infected the curious who went to see the giant crease in the earth where the rock ripped through the dirt. Did the rock bring the virus? Why did that rock come to earth? Lancing through the atmosphere like a huge fireball skipping across the ocean to come to rest in Africa. Why didn't we know it was coming before it ripped through the air?

Within days we read the virus had spread to Europe and in response Australia had closed its borders. This seemed pretty extreme at the time.

Later in the week the first evacuated Aussies arrive home on planes and go into quarantine just in case. Apparently they’ll be allowed out if they don’t show signs after a few days. The virus runs its course extremely quickly so they’ll soon know.

Life seemed pretty normal at first, the crisis seemed over. The weekend passed uneventfully. I went to work but many people weren’t there and traffic was very light. Maybe people are just staying home. I went home early when I found out the virus had been reported here.

That night my family became infected, but so far I’m ok. This is unbearable. Why is it taking them and not me? I don’t understand. We went to the hospital but there are thousands there. It’s incurable. All that can be done is sedatives and pain-killers. I've started to write this journal. I need to tell someone my story. I guess I'm just feeling mortal.

Watching the people you love die before your eyes is unimaginably awful. Why isn’t there a cure? Why can’t we do anything? I can’t stand being helpless like this. I’m still ok physically but emotionally I’m just fucked.  The worst part is the hallucinations, when she's lucid occasionally my partner announces how beautiful it all is. Everything is so bright and it feels so good. She says it hurts so much to come back, to leave the brightness. Their bodies are on fire. So hot to touch and tingly like tiny electric shocks. They've gone quiet now, still breathing but not responsive.

Today my family are gone. I spent the entire day burying them. I had to give them this last respect and love. It's only been six days since the rock came to earth.

It's been a week now. I’ve kept things running as best I can. The power went a few days ago. Nearly everyone is gone in town. I broke into the hardware store and took a generator but I knew I couldn’t stay at home much longer. There is no water, only what we had in the small tank. I still go into town to get food, I’ve slowly moved most of the tinned and dry foods home with me. The fresh food is already gone. If I’m to survive I’ll have to grow it. The dogs went with the humans but the cats have survived. They’re hungry.

...

I thought I'd continue this journal, it will keep me sane. It's so lonely. I’ve moved into a farmhouse and live there now because it’s got water tanks, a dam and a fuel tank. I used their tractor to dig a hole and bury the farm family and everyone else I could find nearby. I’m so glad they died outside in the paddock. This house doesn’t stink. There is no one else in town anymore. I’m alone.

...

I’m now convinced there is no one else anywhere. I’ve driven into the city looking. There is no communication. No way to find out if there are people further away without going there. Every time I go out I have to be careful. The cats are now hunting in prides. They’ve taken over. Wouldn’t those #caturday fanatics be impressed now?

...

I'm pretty comfortable now. I’ve migrated all the dry and canned food I can find in town and nearby houses into the farm shed. I’ve taught myself to drive trucks and brought three fuel tankers of diesel here that I found in during my scavenging runs. I have power and warmth and it should last for ages.

...

Months later... It's been a while since I've written in this journal, I've had nothing to say until now. There are others! I’ve seen lights moving around in the town tonight. I’m not sure what to do. Should I go meet them? I decide to turn off everything and wait and see. Disaster brings out the best and the worst in humans. I don’t want to meet the worst. I'm afraid.

...

I've had a fever the last few days. I know I've not got much longer so I don't care if they come now. I just want comfort, I want it to be over.  I'm using the lights again and am running the air conditioning I'm so hot.

...

They’re here. They are what I feared. I write this entry in this journal knowing it will be my last. I’m bleeding pretty bad. They didn’t even talk to me, they just shot me and started taking the things I had gathered. I managed to get back inside. I can’t stop the bleeding. They’re ignoring me.

...

Wait! It's so bright I nearly can't stand it. My body is on fire. My mind is racing trying to understand. I'm changing, I have to concentrate to think and to write this. I must tell those who are left. Someone will find this. I understand now, the rock, it was a gift. A gift launched by the ghost of their civilisation.

They'd been watching us for a very long time, they'd seen we were like them. In the end they were perched on the next evolutionary step. An uplifting. Before going on they decided to bestow the same on us when we were ready. Our arrival on their planet signalled our minds were mature enough to make the journey. The rock was launched automatically, and undetected from Phobos making the journey across the blackness moving slow enough to go unnoticed but fast enough to be unstoppable. An unstoppable gift. We weren't asked.

I can feel everyone, all those I thought dead are here and more, I can feel them,  the Martians. I've learnt that they received the same gift arriving just as their planet was running out of water and the end seemed near. They're here too, the gift givers....