Chapter 24: The instruments of eternal space and infinite time.

Johnathan had escaped into the hull of the sphere when they attacked. He had to run because whoever they were, they were a lot faster than him and had planned their attack. Johnathan walked along the catwalks and by various machinery of all sorts. He had been walking for hours. There was little light and the air seemed nearly frozen. The light seemed to cast a sort of appearance as if it was early morning, as if a little light from the sun was reaching the ground but the sun hadn't risen. Everything seemed some sort of dull steely grey. Johnathan sat down and rested. He had no Idea where he was at, just surrounded by thousands of miles of machinery in all directions. No floors, no ceilings, no walls, just a catwalk and wire rails. The occasional intersection or ramp for getting from one catwalk to another. The machinery had no gears it was more of pipes, pumps and computer hubs all mixed together. After a few minutes of rest Johnathan got back up and continued to walk. The atmosphere was just creepy, there was near silence save for the occasional computers and brief cut on of a pump.

He had been walking for hours until he saw a faint light it was small, but he could tell it was far off. But he started to run toward it. As he neared it, it seemed to form into a doorway with no door, it was positioned in a wall that seemed to be about 10ft high and 30ft wide. Bright white light streaked from the doorway. Johnathan stopped just outside the door. Above the doorway was an inscription he could barely read because of the light from the room. Johnathan stepped through the doorway and was amazed at the sight.

Within was a room with a small capsule opposite the wall he had just stepped through. The room was about 30ft by 30 ft. and the ceiling was 10ft high. Johnathan walked over to the capsule. Inside the capsule was a small white pillow and a humanoid shape imprinted into soft red foam witch formed the bottom of the capsule. It was obvious that someone was to lay inside it. The top of the capsule was completely transparent. The underside of the capsule was made of steel and it rested on a stand composed of two metal beams bolted to the floor. Wires of all sorts ran from the sides of the capsule to the walls seeming to run outside the wall but with no holes. The capsule was about 7 foot long and 3 feet wide and was an ovoid shape. From the ceiling hung a gantry with an x-ray looking machine attached to it, much like the ones used in hospitals. But this was not quite an X-ray machine, it seemed to have other purposes. All of the walls were white and seemed to glow white. Everything was white save the wires, floor and capsule. Johnathan noticed a small inscription on the side of the capsule in plain text, it read:

The crypt and throne of the

TRAVELER

"What is the Traveler?" Johnathan said under his breath. He noticed it was completely silent. Not a sound except his breathing, there wasn't even a breeze even though one could quickly form in the huge hull. The silence was deafening. Johnathan thought about lying down in the capsule for sleep, but then immediately thought against it because he had no idea what it did.

Johnathan then noticed a small removable panel on the right wall of the room it had a small passcode keypad. Two hinges could be seen, it looked as if it would swing down and allow whatever laid behind to be removed or inserted.

Aby awoke alone in an ornate room, on a king sized bed and a bedside table with water and breakfast foods. They were still hot as if they had just been prepared. Aby sat up, getting out of the bed she noticed the room was lit in a soothing way, not bright but not dark. An automatic door the slid was shut, obviously locked, and a note was on the bedside table. Obviously addressed to her

Dear creature.

I am Robert Bumaro the leader of the Church of the broken god. We had to capture you and the two who had you under captivity for various purposes. They will be dealt with but you will be treated with respect until we can return you to the place you belong. Do not worry we will find some way to get you home…wherever that may be.

At that moment Aby decided she had to hatch a plan to get David and Johnathan out of this and get these people off the sphere. She looked out of window and saw land covered with some debris and an ocean beyond that. She was no longer o the sphere!

Immediately she ran to the door and asked to be let out. Although a guard opened the door, when he did she stared up a tall, darkly dressed man with wires coming out of the back of his head and a game console of some sort strapped onto his back, he had an eye that seemed to be made of glass. And had slightly rachety movements.

"Hel" He began

Aby screamed, she screamed for all it was worth. She tackled the cyborg and ran right over him running as fast as she could down the steel hallway and into a corrido. An alarm sounded, it was the classic klaxon attack drone of a Chrysler air raid siren. It had an eerie echo that would scare anyone. This only scared Aby even more and then more so when an increasing number of various cyborgs chased after her down the corridors and halls before she was finally tackled by one who jumped out from no-where. Aby was brought strait to the ground by the sheer weight of the cyborg who jumped her.

She heard to other who had chased her walk up Aby couldn't move…couldn't escape. She then felt a pain in her arm as she was stuck with a needle. The world started to turn colors of all sort until about 5 seconds they all turned black.

David was shaken awake and drug out of the cell and into a room where he was surrounded by a table that was like two horseshoes laid with their end touching. People obviously cyborgs were sitting in the chairs. The room was dimly lit with just a lamp hung over his head, he could only see the faintest outlined of the people who surrounded him. His hand were cuffed together and two guards who stood beside him fastened the chains of his cuffs to two huge bolts in the floor of the room. David could feel a suppression unit in the room. It was giving him a serious migraine.

A man in a white robe step up to David into the light he had an aged face but it still looked rather ruddy and his voice sounded slightly monotone but still had some fluidity in it. His movements were a little ratchety but not seriously bad.

"I am father Bumaro the builder of the church of the broken god, and you are now being charged with aiding my churches greatest enemy: the cursed foundation!" He scoffed and literally spat the word. "What do you have to say to us?! We will destroy the foundation for it hinders our work to reconstruct our god and we will destroy your blasphemous creation in which you control your destiny down to the very atoms you have. No human should possess that power."

David remained silent and just smiled. Thinking to himself.

"Answer me you flesh loving worm!" The priest-builder said.

David began to speak in a way as if he had been trained in for eternity, as if it had been imbedded in his soul.

"Listen up, I am speaking to all of you, all of your members on the sphere, on earth, ANYWHERE in existence.

I pity you, your abstractions are most incorrect and you let the false-to-facts related to your abstractions determine your actions. All humans have to think using some form logic and you, like most, think in the incorrect way of Aristotelian logic. Your religion's deep root into your way of thinking physically and psychologically taints all of your conclusions and abstractions. You use Aristoteles logic for your circuits and mechanical systems because your brains have naturally fallen into the pattern on the same animalistic level. You categorize everything using the same and massively flawed system of logic.

You refuse to accept that every way humans and animals perceive is just an abstraction from the reality, and instead allow all of your actions to assume that your abstractions are the actual reality they merely and incorrectly represent. Because normally without the correct teaching and training humans ,under all conditions will perceive, think, conclude and act all on the way our nervous systems have naturally learned to represent and interpret reality. Which is false.

I was trained and now act on what is known as 'Non-Aristotelian logic or Null-A. I use an multivalued form which uses seven categories to classify things. Clarify my thoughts, conclusions and abstractions by not restricting myself to, not to be offensive, but your 'inferior' use of True/False binaries for categorizing and basic thinking.

David then let some of his emotion into his words now that he had leveled his opponents head.

Yet you say I am your enemy because you have come to conclude through your flawed and religiously tainted logic system that since I support, aid and occasionally work for the SCP Foundation I am your enemy?

Or does the fact that your religion plays a crucial role in your perception and categorization of me that you have concluded that I have blasphemed or hindered your religions goal of rebuilding your god in various ways so that that makes me your enemy? And that since I have hindered and gone against you, you deem me an enemy and threat to your religion and to yourselves and have decided that my precious sphere is a blasphemous machine to your beliefs? I have much pity that you perceive me that way."

There was a silence for a few moment as David silently read all of their thoughts and actions, they weren't stunned just communicating using body language and for the cyborgs they were using Wi-Fi.

David then heard the "priest" begin to speak, looking directly into David's hazel eyes

"Y-you are the flesh incarnate as a human aren't you? You want to biologically advance the human brain rather than advance it using technology? You want to build a society of your own! YOU WISH TO LEAD US ASTRAY FROM OUR MISSION OF REBUILDING OUR GOD!" The priest spoke with a tad bit of fear in his voice.

"No I'm not your "Flesh". And I don't care about your goals, religion or how you view me. I do have a serious problem that you're hindering the foundations mission on a serious level.

The priest had had enough of David's long winded speech.

"KILL HIM NOW!" The priest shouted.

And just like that that was the last thing David saw before everything went black.

One of the huge guards that were beside him said: "You are dead, No big surprise."