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"Doctor Turing," Doctor Elaine lightly coughed, she had a rosy red tint to her cheeks, not surprising if she fell for the good mathematician. He had the looks, the charm, and the smarts, what girl in the world wouldn't want him? "You said you've finished your machine that we were waiting on for the test?"
"Ah, yes, yes I have Doctor Schubert." Doctor Turing spoke fast, but concise, each word was spoken with precision and efficiency. "I have, in fact, made two new machines based on the designs provided to me by the good Major General. One is a machine which can let us see what's going on with Thomas's brain by taking high-density scans and the other is an auto-calculator. It computes things as well. I haven't a name for it yet, but I shall undoubtedly have one soon!" He had complete confidence in himself as if such a thing was the most natural in the world.
Thomas looked around while they were conversing, they were in a tiled room, there was a big metal box over in one corner with a bunch of cables and wires hooked up to it. It occasionally beeped and slowly spit out a bunch of stock images of a brain, they were rather large pictures. It was hooked up to a couple of tall rectangular boxes with flas.h.i.+ng lights and whirring sounds. It truly was unfamiliar to Thomas. That in return was hooked up to a smaller white square box, it was lit up and there was text scrolling across the surface. It almost looked like you could reach out and touch it. It made several sounds, beeping, clicks, and whirring. Thomas imagined that's what a human brain sounded like if you could hear someone thinking, just a bunch of processing noises.
Other things in the room included a big tube-like machine, enough to fit one person strapped to a table like himself. It was truly mind-boggling how they made such a machine. Guess this was thanks to Kincade as well. Leave it to a mathematician and a bunch of egg heads to come up with something like this. Thomas guessed this is what was supposed to take pictures of his mind, which then get processed by that ugly box over there, and finally, spit out by the other big ugly box. All these machines took up most of the room by themselves. That wasn't what Thomas would call efficient by any means.
"Thomas, were you listening?" Doctor Elaine turned to Thomas, her b.r.e.a.s.t.s really stood out in that uniform to Thomas. He really shouldn't be paying attention to that, but she was leaning over him at just such an angle that he could see the top of them. For a man who hasn't touched a woman in a lifetime or so, it was severely tempting. He mentally shook the cobwebs from his head and replied. "No, Doctor. I am truly sorry, I was mystified by all this equipment."
"No need to concern yourself with what it is, Thomas." She said, "Just know this is all the key to finding Kincade, we hope to combine your souls, or at least provide you with the key to do so. I'll turn you over to Doctors Katz and Turing."
The two aforementioned doctors stepped forward and began to explain their plan. If anyone else heard this plan, they would have locked the two doctors up in the funny farm for insane reasoning.
"Okay Captain Conlin, we're going to explain what is going to happen to you while you're undergoing this procedure." Alan Turing stepped forward, his teeth s.h.i.+ning a dazzling white as he flashed Thomas a smile. Then Katz chimed in with his enthusiastic att.i.tude towards new science.
"It's a miracle! A miracle I tell you! Science will continue to shock and awe the world! What Turing and I have made is nothing short of a miracle, and all of it produced by science! Hahahaha!" Doctor Turing shook his head as he facepalmed himself. He was truly exasperated by Doctor Bernard Katz' erratic actions and dysfunctionally enthusiastic att.i.tude sometimes. He sighed and stopped Doctor Katz before starting his explanation again.
"As I was saying, and as Doctor Katz wanted to chime in with. This room serves two purposes. The first of which is to get the brains scans of where Kincade is hiding in your head, the second is that we've specially constructed this room for you while you were out cold. We have come up with an advanced composite for the walls and doors, all gla.s.s has been triple-reinforced and tempered. This is all because we want you to find and battle Kincade in this room. On your own terms, we are giving you the freedom to control your dreams. To some degree, of course, we cannot be completely certain how much control you will have. We will be monitoring and observing the situation as it unfolds within this room. Nothing Kincade can come up with short of a nuclear blast will destroy the observation room windows. Even if he could, it will trigger a quadruple-reinforced shutter of advanced design to lockdown the observation room before any of us get hurt."
"Yes! Yes! Soon we will be rolling out this composite armor for our tanks! It will make them all but unstoppable!" Doctor Katz blurted out excitedly. "Although I do have to admit, the Germans will probably find some counter to this armor after suffering a few defeats. We may be looking at a full-scale technological advance of the entire world within the next year or so. It truly is unavoidable, though I hoped we could hold the advantage for just a little longer."
"Well Thomas, the automatized calculator over there in the corner must be finished with its initial testing batch by now. We should get started on your treatment. We wish you luck!" Doctor Turing nodded towards Thomas and Elaine. He and Doctor Katz exited the room, leaving Elaine and Thomas behind.
"Well, Mr. Conlin, let's get this show on the road. If we all survive this, maybe you can treat me to some dinner sometime as a reward?" Doctor Elaine flashed a smile at Thomas before wheeling him into the brain imaging machine. "We don't have an official name for this machine yet, and I doubt it will be useful for anyone besides you. We will probably shelve it until it can be made for use on everyone in the future. You'll hear some really loud clicking, maybe some whirring. That's normal. What we really want you to do is fall asleep in there. We will guide you the rest of the way."
Doctor Elaine clutched the needle full of X-BC 257 in her hands. This was it, the moment they all waited for. If this were to be successful...she dare not imagine it. She smiled at Thomas before she lifted the needle high in the air. She stabbed him straight in the center of his skull, the hardened tip of the needle pierced the bone before coming to a stop just before his brain. She pressed the plunger down slowly and the rainbow contents of the needle slowly drained into his brain, becoming a cosmic sea of rainbow-hued stars amongst the ebb and flow of brain matter, fluid, and blood. The colored stars floated and attached themselves to various brain cells, stems, and roots. His brain lit up like a Christmas Tree at an atomic and molecular level.
Doctor Elaine finished administering the dosage of chemicals to Thomas before she kissed him on the forehead. "Good luck Captain, you're going to need it. We're all rooting for you." She walked out of the room the same way everyone else had. Thomas laid there and wondered why she was attracted to him in the first place. Was it because he was an interesting medical specimen, or was there something more to it? Thomas closed his eyes as the machine started up, it really did click loudly, enough for him to set his teeth on edge, the whirring sound swirled inside his head as the machine became a cacophony of indistinct noises within the burning, rising pressure building inside his brain. It all came to a climax when the whirring, clicking, burning, and pressure stopped all at once. The world went still for what seemed an eternity to Thomas.
Afer a few minutes in actual reality, all of the noises resumed at once and Thomas who couldn't bear the pain anymore fainted into the arms of what promised to be the most h.e.l.lish sleep he ever had in his lifetimes.