Only Good Men Deserve Yesterday (3 page)

Chapter
6

"It didn't
seem complicated to avert the impossible. All we can do is wait and
see what will happen yesterday. The grammar police would most
certainly take issue with that statement..." the audience chuckled
in relief during what had been the first smiles in weeks. But
mostly they were grateful that it had been someone other than them
that had to mission into the unknown. Several simillations were
exhibited with pigs to indicate the consequences of miscalculations
on the part of the scientists. At least six of the group had to be
revived after collapsing, so the fact that they were not the ones
who agreed or forced to do so was a blessing on every possible
level.

Humour was
also more a replacement for the helpless feeling that had been
squeezing the life out of a few brilliant minds. "If all goes well,
we will probably never know..." the old monk continued. A mere
handful of people knew that ancient mother earth was not caught in
the grip of the consequences of a solar flare but rather radiation
from several power stations that were sabotaged by a determined
group of religious fanatics.

With all the
right and much needed equipment, weighed, measured, machined and
polished to the last micron, one hundred normally totally opposing
people for once worked together.

Eventually
both the four inch thick doors of the two narrow seven foot high
stainless steel cylindrical rooms sucked closed and the occupants
disappeared behind the stainless steel doors. As the sucking sound
of the closing doors still hung over the crowd, the power to the
Alchemist Hotel was unexpectedly interrupted... The ancient old
city of Prague had been as dark and cold as its neighbours. What
was the only exception with all the money and resources on that
side of the sun, also joined the sub-zero temperatures that its
neighbours were suffering. To the shock of the body guards and
gasping scientists, four men were nowhere to be found when candles
were lit. A deal that four unusual men had made, was silenced by
the rain that splashed up against the smart suit pants of two of
them. "Life looked less scary through someone else’s sunglasses",
the one commented as the other read the time from his newly
acquired Rolex. "What is the time?", the man with the sunglasses
enquired. "Where?", came the reply...

The good hidden and locked deep inside men cannot be weighed.
And as
a good man once we said, we judge
others by their actions, but ourselves by our
intentions.

The End.