Read Justification For Killing Online
Authors: Larry Edward Hunt
Tags: #time travel, #kennedy assasination, #scifi action adventure
The record needs to be set
straight since the Captain and a few others created this present
Universe. The truth is: there are dozens of roads of destiny, and
they can all be right. They just arrive in the future at the same
time but with totally different results
This makes no sense, there
was a plan to assassinate President Kennedy, and it was successful.
The President was murdered in Dealy Plaza, Dallas, Texas on
November 22, 1963.’ That’s true, and it was successful, it did not
fail. So, where does the idea that the assassin did not complete
his mission come from?
Wasn’t anyone paying
attention in U.S. History? It’s right there in black and white.
John F. Kennedy not only survived but also was re-elected president
in 1964. Vice Lyndon Baines Johnson succeeded Kennedy - wrong!
Kennedy remained president for two terms. In fact, his brother
Robert was Vice President in his successful 1964 re-election. There
never was a President Lyndon Baines Johnson. Not is that Parallel
Universe.
As previously stated: what
is about to be disclosed is true. This is not crazy, and one does
not need to be strapped in a tightly bound, little white jacket and
locked in a padded room once it has been told.
President Kennedy DOES
survive the assassin’s bullet that terrible day, but on the other
hand President Kennedy DOES NOT survive the assassin’s bullet that
day. What? How could he both survive and at the same time not
survive? Well, this is the incredible story, which will soon be
told. The explanation involves physics, Einstein, particles and
waves, Parallel Universes and well... well... much, much more. By
the time this story is finished some of you will be scratching your
heads in disbelief, rest assured everything about to be reported is
a true scientific fact. It happened. The entire story will be told;
however, to understand fully let’s just begin at the beginning – in
that other Parallel Universe of yesterday.
Chapter Eight
A RIDE ON
PEGASUS
Placing the marker back on
the stand, Captain Scarburg turned to the group sitting at the
table, “This may sound strange, but each of you has voted on the
accuracy of the information on this chart. You acknowledged the
accuracy of my chart by placed your initials next to the statements
which you agreed on, making them so big I can see them without my
reading specs’.” Captain Scarburg then stepped out in front of his
easel, picked up his camera and snapped a picture of his notes
complete with their initials. “Just a picture for my files,” he
said flipping a cover sheet over from the back to hide his
notes.
Turning toward the
conference table, “Say cheese,” as he clicked a picture of everyone
sitting at the table. Walking back to the podium he picked up a
black leather bag. The bag was about the size of a small duffle,
and he unceremoniously swung it over his shoulder. “Lou, Sam Lin,
Si Lei would you please come up here and assist me?” The three did
as Grandpa beckoned. Grandpa handed them a security tag and
instructed them to insert the tag’s metal prong through the two
closing tabs of the bag and firmly attach the tag to the bag. Once
attached the seal would have to be broken in order to open the bag
and remove the contents.
“
What is the purpose of
the security tag Captain?” Lou asked.
“
All in good time, Lou,
all in good time. I left something back in the lab facility
concerning this meeting. I must get it before I continue. Krista,
please play the CD that I gave you earlier. It will document all
the details of that fateful November 22, 1963 day at Dealy Plaza,
Dallas, Texas. That information will refresh your memory concerning
the attempted assassination of President Kennedy. We can talk more
about it when I return.”
Captain Scarburg walked
briskly across the room toward the door. As the
‘click-clack-click-clack’ of his boots echoed off the hard oak
flooring, they all sat staring at each other with a quizzical look
on their faces.
Before reaching the door,
Captain Scarburg turned, smiled at the group and said, “You all be
on your best behavior, don’t mess with my board and remember this
room is wired with state of the art technology – you will be
watched.” As he spoke he snapped another picture of the entire
room.
Their questioning
expressions would have been hard to miss. ‘
What is he up to?
’ Wondered the
group.
“
Back in a minute,” he
said opening the door.
The time was 2:15 p.m.,
Monday November 19, 2012.
Blast off was scheduled
for 2:30:00 exactly. Blast off!! What was this talk of a blast off?
Blast off of what?
Forrest and the others sat
in the conference room waiting and wondering what was happening.
Grandpa was sure acting strangely. What was he up to?
Everyone in the room
realized the Captain wasn’t being truthful, but what was the truth?
The SCAR team in the conference room had forcefully suggested
Forrest use the
Mindtraveler
to follow and observe whatever his Grandpa was
doing, and they needed a report from first hand
This is the device the
SCAR group in the conference room was trying to get Forrest to use
- once again to spy on his Grandfather. Spy may not be an apt word,
it may be a tad strong in this case, but that was exactly the
intent.
SCAR is a total
team, they check and balance each other - one member doesn’t get
into danger or become overextended and find himself or herself in
trouble totally alone. No member has to bare the burden of SCAR’s
responsibility when tough decisions have to be made. Since Forrest
had used the
Mindtraveler
before, they thought he would agree. They were
wrong - Forrest wanted no part in spying on his grandfather. The
last time he tried sleuthing he found out more than he wanted, or
needed, to know. This time they would have to wait until Captain
Scarburg returned to find out where he went and for what
purpose.
The time was
2:18:45.
Captain Scarburg
walked across the hall to the elevator. Entering the elevator he
inserted his access card allowing him authorization to the floor
labeled
‘LAB’
. He
pressed a four number combination on the keypad, which only gained
him entrance to the lab located in the sub-levels of the office
building. Any visitor to the restricted area must possess an access
card and code numbers just to get to the lab level. Once there an
armed guard greets the visitor as the elevator door opens. The
guard will check credentials before allowing entry into the area
where
Pegasus
is
located. These procedures are strictly enforced. Deadly force is
authorized if warranted.
In the middle of
this glass and stainless steel room, a room as sterile as any
hospital operating room, sat the most glorious, dazzling object one
could imagine. It was bathed in the glow from dozens of lights
focused on its polished titanium skin. At first glance, it
resembled the Saturn nose cones, which carried the astronauts to
the moon and back; but after closer examination it looked more like
a ‘flying saucer’. This engineering marvel was not of this world
either. Well actually that particular one was.
Pegasus
had been constructed in the
SCAR laboratory, but the blueprints that provided its design were
provided by documents found by Captain Scarburg in Cambodia. The
documents were part of a huge stockpile of extraterrestrial
material found at Pac Toul. Captain Scarburg, Spook, Tinker, Sam
Lin and Si Lei were all instrumental in returning the documents to
the U.S. for SCAR’s use.
In fact, that was the
purpose for the formation of SCAR - to decipher and build the
apparatuses described in the alien documents. SCAR did not invent
any of the mechanisms. They have existed all along on the planet
Sunev, but now Earthlings have been allowed to use the alien
technology to re-invent these gadgets and machines for mankind’s
benefit. Some of SCARs inventions are: cellphones, communication
satellites, personal computers, flat screen televisions, digital
cameras, compact discs, video recorders, the internet and the lists
go on and on. The exciting part is SCAR has only decoded roughly
one-fourth of the entire alien collection of documents and
blueprints. It makes one wonder what marvelous inventions future
generations will discover in the remaining papers?
On the exterior
surface of the silver
Pegasus
SCAR had etched a two-foot circle divided into
four equal sections. Each quarter section contained the following:
the first section had an outline of a man's face; the second
represented a lion; the third was a bull and the last one an image
of an eagle.
SCAR used these four
symbols because they were the same images inscribed on the alien
flying saucer that transported the scientists held hostage at Pac
Toul, Cambodia in 1967. These aliens had been visiting the Earth
for thousands of years, and at each location, they left a face, a
lion, a bull and an eagle carved, chiseled or painted on a rock, a
monument or entwined within an engraving or painting. Always
inscribed in a circle divided into four segments. The symbols are
always there; however, in most archaeological digs, due to the long
passage of time since the aliens left them, and most time those on
the archeological dig do not know what to look for, and they may
never discover them.
When cleared by the
security guard, Captain Scarburg hurried over to the Flight
Director’s (FD) office. The FD’s office, and a number of other
offices formed a circle around the interior wall leaving
Pegasus
sitting
majestically in the bull’s eye of the large circular room. Its
gleaming metallic surface glistened in the bright light. The FD was
the leader of the entire flight control team consisting of
approximately fifty people. He was also the person who would give
the go ahead for Pegasus Control Center to begin the countdown. The
FD would continue to monitor the Transport Launch Sequence
(TLS).
The TLS was required
prior to the initiation of the alteration of the molecular
structure or transporting as it had begun to be called. The four
primary flight computers on
Pegasus
monitored all of these split-second transporting
events. The object, or in this case, a human body, had to be
scanned, and all the billions and billions of molecular data
separated and stored as information in the computer. Once transport
occurred the computers must re-arrange the molecular information
back into the exact configuration they had been in before they were
dissected into billions and billions of bits of computer
datum.
Part of the TLS was
the input of a precise destination time in the past. Even though,
Einstein said time was not a straight line, but in this case, it
had to be.
Pegasus
must go back and arrive at an exact moment in time, in a
specific place; otherwise, the computers go haywire and cannot
reconstruct the time machine
.
The location is determined by GPS (another SCAR
invention) coordinates. Accuracy at the arrival point must be
measured to a distance less than ten feet; however, no one knows
if
Pegasus
did or
did not arrive at its targeted destination point. Obviously that is
only part of the problem. The cameras within the interior and
exterior of
Pegasus
will record all the gages, which would show when and where
the craft arrived, but none of the time machines has ever returned,
so it is impossible to determine whether the program was on the
right path or not. Some of the flight engineers at SCAR believed
the time-machines may have arrived at the pre-determined location,
and on the programmed date, but twenty-four hours later when it
de-materialized to return home something must have gone haywire
with the onboard computers, and God only knows where the machines
went from there. They may be 1,000 years in the future or lost in
the stone age of the past. One thing was known for sure, they did
not come back to the laboratory at SCAR headquarters. A cave man
may be standing outside his cave at this very moment poking one of
the shiny, round, time machines with his stone tipped spear urging
it to get out of his way.
The one thing vital
to a successful mission:
Pegasus
must land on a flat surface. If the angle of the
craft is leaning more than three degrees the gyros will not
properly balance, and the rotation of the rotors will not function
correctly. Return flight will be impossible. Was this what caused
the previous flights’ failure? No one knows.
There were a lot of
unknowns to time traveling with the various earlier models
of
Pegasus
, and,
so far, with dire consequences. Months if not years may be required
to perfect its transporting ability, although the alien documents
indicate it is possible to do so safely. SCAR’s engineers and
scientists do not know, for sure, where the previous
Pegasus’
have gone. Did
they land in the correct place? No one knew the answer. Did the
transported object get reconfigured? Again, the answer was unknown.
And worst of all -
Pegasus
had never been brought back home. To date a total
of three
Pegasus
machines has been lost... Who knows? Maybe the interpretation
of the alien blueprints for
Pegasus’s
construction was wrong
-
Pegasus
may
NEVER work.