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The island 2289

Curving or bending of time can be caused by a bounce from one side to other. Barents Island in Norway is an inhospitable place where the headquarters decided to establish a station K 1000. A monotonous life as well as an overcrowded area on the station drive Henrik crazy. He is only Norwegian there and meets Thea after a while. She is also only Norwegian in this icy inferno. The headquarters have a complete control over the world and people’s lives on the planet at the present time. They even try to take control over something, such as the spirit of a human being and his dreams as well as his astral body that was impossible in our era. The headquarters’ desire is to acquire a total control to eliminate any possibilities of a riot or violation of the whole world system. A small group of anonymous people tries to disrupt the system till Henrik...

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Seven

This could have disastrous consequences for her and Henrik.

"So far I don't know, I've had enough of everything. If it doesn't matter whether the questions I ask the mirror, are those that it doesn't want to hear, then there's nothing to lose. If I have to die in a time vacuum then it doesn't matter. They have erased us from the existence of time. We don't even exist. Nobody is looking for us and maybe they think that we're already dead. Maybe they're looking for us and have reported us as missing without a chance. We're actually in a different time dimension. There where no one has access only those that get an entry ticket for free. For life. We're just a thought and only those who have this gift will connect with us."

Before the evening Henrik sat in his room and silently gazed at the touch hand. He was thinking about the questions. When he gave up he placed the palm of his hand on this mirror and stated the request for a connection with the centre.

After a few seconds the touch hand began to shine and Henrik started to ask: "Why am I here? What do you want from me? When will I return home? What's the meaning of all of this? How long have I already been here?"

There was no answer. As always. Henrik desperately wiped his face but he still didn't want to give up.

"Are you even humans? Who's on the other side of this system? Are you a single person or are there more of you? What do you actually want with this centre? Why are you so afraid of us?"

There was a deafening silence, but the touch hand still shone which meant that the connection was still active.

"If I'm to stay here for life then come here and kill me! It'll be much better and I'll save you expenses for my life in this weird centre! I hate it here and I don't want to be here a day longer!"

After a while there was a small beep from the wall. Henrik looked at the wall and the touch hand began to change colours like a chameleon. All of a sudden a woman's voice said: "Place your hand and wait a minute. The identification process will proceed."

Surprised, Henrik placed his hand on the touch hand and waited. The touch hand constantly changed colours and made strange electronic sounds. After a while …

"It's not possible to answer your questions since we're under the control of the centre. This call is coded and will last only five minutes. The centre won't have it recorded. After our conversation the record will be erased. So, you may ask. Please."

At that moment Henrik wasn't able to lay out the questions in his head that he'd ask the "stranger".

"How long have I been here? Why am I here? When will I be able to return home?" There was a fizzle and the female voice spoke:

"You've been here for exactly seven months. You're here because the higher government of the centre came to the conclusion that we have to monitor you. People like you present for this society, or to be more precise, for this government a possible threat. The threat of looking where the government doesn't want you to. That's why you're here under control and that's why every morning you answer questions. It's not to isolate you forever but to get your ability under control and be able to review it. If you answered incorrectly then we'd immediately know that you're hiding something. The touch hand- which is also a lie detector-would instantly state this. Our role would be then to erase from your memory that which you hid from us. It's been happening all the time ever since you've been in this centre. The touch hand simultaneously transfers controlled impulses through the palm of your hand into your neuro system and thanks to this we're able to modify your memories, knowledge and feelings. People like you were once spread across the planet and nobody knew about them. Everything started to gradually fall into the scheme, when the government realised that it might be dangerous for them and they began to focus more on this "problem". This whole process lasted over 164 years. Today the centre- the government- has control over your dreams. Because it's impossible to hide something. It's crucial for the government to know that in your dreams you didn't get into forbidden places or if you didn't meet people like you. It would mean that you could immaterially exchange information and control the environment or what's worse, reveal secret plans. This is what the centre sees as a threat. All over the world we're monitoring these kind of people and it's essential to get them under control."

Henrik just stared at the small miracle on the wall. He wasn't able to do anything but after a while he returned his thoughts to himself.

"How would this be possible? Why do you think that we're such a threat? And anyway how did you find out about me?"

The female voice continued with the information that these were the last two minutes.

"Quite easily, in your neighbourhood you mentioned some of your dreams and some of them confirmed our fears. Therefore the centre issued an order to relocate you to Barent's Island and to monitor you. It's very simple. If we built a building that doesn't have any windows or doors it would be a monolithic building without the option of getting inside.

How would you get in?! You wouldn't. Physically it's impossible. How is it possible otherwise?!

In your case astrally. Through your astral "body" you would easily get into this building. You would go through the wall and there you are. If we were hiding something secret there then you'd find it. And therefore we constantly have to monitor you so that such things wouldn't happen. But it also has another side, if we needed your help to find something that we were unable to find you could help us.

It would be possible also with the cooperation of other people across the planet! I hope that it's clear to you why you're here. We're in control of all things physical. We live in an age after catastrophes and wars. We had to make the world better and that's possible only when there is total control. Control over the whole system. Nowadays it's like that. And the last thing that we have to achieve is to gain control over the immaterial world. The one that we can't see and that presents a possible risk. We're currently maybe half-way in the process. We estimate that to gain total control over the whole thing, approximately 15 years are needed. That's the ratio. These people, just like you, we'll have to put them into one big community. It's possible that we'll select one big space, maybe an island, where they'll be able to live freely, but they'll be under control. They'll live like normal people and will help the centre to perfect its "governing".

Henrik angrily waited for the female voice to finish.

Now he changed his tone and barked at this small mirror.

"But every day at my house I answered your questions truthfully! It's absolutely not necessary to hold me here and waste time! I want to go home, let me go! I'll have to cooperate anyway, since nobody has any other option, they just have to cooperate!"

The touch hand made no sound anymore. Henrik didn't receive any more answers. But this mysterious voice at least clarified the whole situation to him.

He left his room and scrambled through the noisy crowd. Thea sat across the screen and wrote some words on a paper in a sad way and translated them into Eureka.

"I can't stand it anymore. I'll go crazy here," she said with her head bent over the paper.

"Every day is the same and I don't know how long I've been here anymore. There aren't even clocks here, nobody to counsel over the term "time". Do these people even know where they came from and how long they've been here?! The same thoughts every day, the same questions and the same answers. The same walk on the island and the same never-ending cold and snow falling from all directions. Everything is white, icy and mute. Because that's the goal, intention of how to erase us from the world. We're in a time slope, that's been systematically created by this centre. We've actually disappeared. Nobody knows where we are and they can do whatever they want with us. We have no chance of getting out of here and these options have long been eliminated by the centre.They predicted the intentions of people's escape and it's impossible to do on this island. It's an icy hell on earth. This is the way to bend time. It's possible to manipulate it and to erase it. One can play with time however one wants. You only need to think of a strategy and the game begins. I even think that this way and principle can change even the past and programme the future many years in advance."