Project

6.0: The Logical's Choice.

They all stood outside the house, or whatever you would call this place of danger and Mystery. Now Questioner knew why he noticed Thomas’ face; he was The Inventor that no one knew the identity of. The mysterious inventor who contributed so much to weapons development, better energy resources, anything good and bad he had a contribution to. People both loved him and despised him for what he did for this country and many others. He was one who helped fuel war, and yet saved thousands. His… home… showed exactly what his personality was speculated to be in the news across the globe:

An absolute Mad Scientist.

Questioner cautiously went over to the button that said ‘push for doorbell.’ And gently pressed it.

Nothing happened. Questioner tried again, and again, and ag-

“SOME BODY! -”

“Oh come on! Really?!” Writer moaned, “Just no, dude! I’m done, nope.”

“Hey, get back here, it’s just a song.” Questioner explained. Soon enough, the music stopped, and a loud bang could be heard, followed by a somewhat static “Sorry! Hang on!” over some hidden speakers. Soon enough, and after many more crashes, the large metallic door opened, and a man in a lab-coat went walking towards them.

“Finally! I ordered this pizza five hours ago! I know I may live far, but I was willing to give you a surmountab- Oh. You’re not the pizza guy.”

“No, we’re not. I believe you are Thomas, correct? The unknown Inventor?” Questioner asked, and went to introduce himself and the group. “I’m +*!$=, this is my associate and good friend ^a*%, and this is our new friend who has helped us arrive here, Ridley.”

Thomas’ only response to this was a sigh, “So, what do you need? I assume I shouldn’t lie? Then, yes, okay, I am the Inventor, the one who is famously unknown. I have hidden myself away as human interaction is not my expertise, and I’d prefer to just improve on what I can do. My operations are all legally based and what have you, and you should under any jurisdiction think about making an arrest, or even calling the police to make an arrest. I have had permission by governments to do this. Yada, yada, yada. There you go, now goodbye.” Thomas explained almost as if on a script, and then went to close the door, until Ridley spoke up, “It’s about Project.”

Thomas immediately froze, and then stared directly at the three of them, “Well, then. I suppose you should all come inside.”

They all walked in as Thomas held the door for them begrudgingly. Though the outside of the “house” was an absolute maze of weird contraptions, the inside seemed very well kept and clean.

Well, except from that explosion mark, and that small fire, and that- okay you know what? It wasn’t that clean when it came to the various experiments and contraptions, most of which seemed to have malfunctioned to a great degree of volatility. It could be clearly seen as the living area of the entire place, but that was only because of the furniture that was still standing which gave the room a welcoming feel. Granted, this still was only a small sofa, yet it still seemed comforting and enticing to the trio that had been around the entire country at this point.

“Anyways, so tell me: what do you know about the entire Incident, and Project?” Thomas asked, leading the group out of the living room and into what seemed to be a cooling place for mysterious technologies that were still yet to be seen by the public (and probably the government for that matter). Questioner took initiative and answered the question, “What we know right now is that The Incident was most-likely purposeful, and a way to try and get to Project. We know that Project wasn’t one for enemies, and knew many people well, yet left themselves as a secret. Also, there is a group of people –one of these I believe to be Project themselves– that each looked alike, and each are well-trusted. Two of these we know the names to, or at least their code-names: Pessimist and Optimist. The other two we only know as “M” and “S”. One of these is most-likely Project, as I highly doubt that they have died after all of this, or that they are as insane as Pessimist.”