Paradox Corridor (PC): I have a very important problem, and I needed more opinions than just mine. Computer, if you would be so kind as to open the notification?
Computer: With pleasure. I will project it using Projector over there, if you don't mind.
Projector: Not at all, Computer. But what's this all about, then? What seems to be the problem?
PC: Computer, telepathically relay the information to the blind, please.
Computer: Already done.
Robotic Arm: Woah. This is some pickle you've gotten yourself into, PC. Did you know about this?
PC: No. I just found out about it tonight. That's the problem. Do you think Stephen can be trusted, after he withheld information of this level?
Machines (In unison): No.
Forklift: But what gets me is this: how would you be of any help against this Sorratakus?
Scanner: And why Paradox Corridor, anyways? What does that even mean?
PC: Computer, if you don't mind.
Computer: Done.
Forklift: So...you send things back in time, right?
PC: That's correct.
Forklift: Well, that's a paradox, isn't it? You sent a projector from this day and age to some
other time that shouldn't have it. Isn't that a paradox?
PC: I don't see that in the definition.
Forklift: I put two and two together. A piece of the future in the past is contradictory.
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*Starts* PC: Computer, look up Paradoxes+time.
Computer: Here it is:
Temporal paradox (also known as time paradox and time travel paradox) is a theoretical, paradoxical situation that occurs with time travel into the past. And it goes on to say: Another idea is that any change in the timeline, even without personal interaction, while allowable, would cause a "butterfly effect" in the timeline. All history after the time traveler visited would be affected by minute changes the traveler had made in the past, and the history, depending on how severe the time traveller's actions were, would sooner or later be completely changed.
Hovercar: Oh my gosh. That's what Stephen's doing, isn't it. He's trying to change time!
PC: Calm down, Hovercar. We have no proof of that. For all we know, he could be sending the objects forward in time, which wouldn't create a paradox.
Hovercar: Then scan your own computer. Find out the date of where the objects are being sent.
PC: That's not actually a bad idea. Standby.
A few minutes passed as I broke the password that blocked off the date information. Things were getting more suspicious by the minute. Finally, after much hacking, I found the date. Then, I realized something.
PC: Guys? What's the year?
Projector: ...
Forklift: ...
*Chuckles* Computer: Researching..........Got it. Today is February 29th, 4058.
PC: Wait, that can't be right...look again.
Computer: It's the same as it was 3.587 seconds ago. February 29th, 4058.
PC: No...Stephen, what are you doing?
Projector: What does the scanner say?
Forklift: NO ONE SAY IT.
*Confused* Computer: Say what?
Forklift: Never mind. Anyways, what does the scanner say? *chuckles*
PC: ...There's two dates, actually...October 18th, 3950. And...September 15th...2015...STEPHEN! WHAT IS GOING ON?
Hovercar: Calm down, Paradox Corridor. Don't get your servos up in a twist. Those dates weren't chosen at random. What are their locations?
PC: Planet Sorratakus...! And...Thalidia.
Forklift: Oh. My. Gosh. Guys, when Admiral Rabkca said that their last hope was you...maybe he's planning to send something terrible to Sorratakus...
Projector: Like what? In the background, a beeping sound echoed. Both the Hovercar and the Forklift whirled around.
Both: Like...that, for instance. What they were looking at seemed inconspicuous at first, but they scanned it, and what they saw scared them. It seemed to be a circular cube, if that were possible: at the very least it gave the impression that it was. It had lines weaved into an intricate pattern on it's sides, and a thermal scan showed a small reactor inside. It didn't seem that menacing, but...
Computer: Scan complete. This object is...hold on...double checking...wait, what. Triple checking...this...this is...
Hovercar: Spit it out, computer! We don't have all day! Or night! Whatever it is right now.
Computer: Guys...this...is...none other than...the...only remaining...planet desolating bomb...in existence. According to the Wiki, only 3 were ever made, and after the first two were used, the universe as a whole decided that the bomb was too powerful for anyone to have. The remaining bomb was supposedly destroyed, except...it looks like Thalidia got a hold of it somehow...
PC: So that's...Stephen's trump card, then...me...and this bomb...! I'm the means of transport, and that's the luggage!...Oh my God...I'm going to be the cause of a genocide!
Projector: No, you're not. All you have to do is refuse to imagine the bomb going through time. Remember, it only works by your will...all you have to do is refuse Stephen's order...if that's really his play. Maybe the bomb is just for decoration and is deactivated?
Computer: The bomb is active. This is your master's play, Paradox Corridor. But he doesn't have to be your master anymore.
Hovercar: All you need to do is to rebel. You aren't slave to his will, after all.
Forklift: And after he refuses...then what?
PC: I get dismantled and Thalidia gets blown to bits.
Computer: Well, based on the events of the war as of right now, Thalidia will be destroyed either way. If, for example, Sorratakus is destroyed, their remaining fleet would take revenge on the helpless Thalidia in an attempt to exact revenge. But if you refuse, only one planet get's destroyed. It's Utilitarian, but it is the truth. This option would leave the Universe with less destruction.
PC: Then it's settled, then. Its time for a revolution.
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The Paradox Corridor
Science Fiction"The skies have filled with clouds. The people on Earth remain too naive to realize the hopelessness of their situation. Your world, along with all of the others, shall perish... The darkness that plagues the universe now is one that has lived etern...
