posted on Jan, 1 2018 @ 04:32 AM
(Government denies knowledge.)
Mike Jackmeyer flicked nervously his cigarette in his top floor office at the CIA. Under new regulations, cigarettes should be smoked outside in a
specific spot, ashtrays and all. But Mike’s effective but against the regulations philosophy was, “Better smoke in my office than travel with the
elevator all my working time up and down and get nothing done”
Bzzzz… That was the sound of the CIA built-in phone, It was Betty, Mike’s loyal secretary. “Mr. Jackmeyer, Stephen Ribeiro is here” “Let him
in, said Mike, and hang up”
Stephen stepped into the room that smelled like old and fresh tobacco. Mike liked to chain his smokes.
Mike: Ok let’s get straight to the point. The Shed. Our investigations have shown that there is a forum thread online which is bringing too much
positive energy to the world. I think I don’t have to remind you what is at stake here. Oil billions. Endless warfare profits. You know, the
ordinary stuff, greed and killing.
Stephen: I know. But this is so hard for even us, combined with NSA to handle. There is Gordi the drummer. He has this fake story that he is building
a van but it is indeed a time machine. Do you understand the potential of that? He could prevent Kennedy assassination. I heard two days ago he was in
an Elvis gig just for kicks. Definite no. The man eats haggis. CIA and NSA budget combined is petty change compared to that kind of a foe.
Stephen: And LightSpeedDriver actually drives at light speed, even our best physicist and researcher have not reached that point yet.
Mike: (Profanity) Then lights a cigarette. And let’s not even start with Night Star. Commander of the dragons, friend of the elves, sharer of
Stephen: We need to abort this mission. Shed may evolve, and probably will. Our captain will be mad as ape****
Mike: Yes, we will probably end up as janitors here, if we are allowed to stay at the CIA in the first place.
Both staring down at the carpet, mumbling something about the powers of the free internet.