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The light was red.
After a few seconds of shock, Keshav’s hand automatically
reached for the black switch. As he pressed it, Keshav felt a phone booth sized
metal panel, encase him from the ceiling. At Keshav’s eye level, a small white
speck of light started to glow.
And then it spoke. “Initiating
room 2691 code red protocol.”
A small screen formed in front of Keshav, on which he could
see a young woman. The woman looked like a scientist. Though Keshav felt that
she was more beautiful than most female scientists. Which proved that even in
such a critical situation, Keshav had not lost his appreciation for beauty.
In a tense voice she spoke. “This booth is a hyper time loop
chamber. A minute outside is equivalent to a five hours in here. Even so we
must hurry.
If you are seeing this, it means that the worst has
happened. The prisoner of room 2691 is awakening. Your signal will detonate
explosives set up to destroy the facility, within the next five minutes. That’s
the only way to save our world.”
Her voice betrayed slight discomposure. Only slight.
“In your facility, a creature of immensely dangerous powers is
going to be released. He can cause a destructive influence on the unfolding of
events. His presence creates fluctuations at a quantum level, on the fabric of time
and space. And somehow he can manipulate the scale of probabilities, to bring
about the worst outcome possible.
We found out about him, while tracking the occurrence of
impossible seeming tragedies all over the world. Sudden malfunctioning, of
radioactive cores in power plants, unnatural heat waves in cooling circuits of
buildings, sudden and huge build up of power in
factory inverters. The chances of any of these accidents happening were
very low. And yet they had.
A picture emerged of a man, always being present at all
those places.
We called him T.I.M. The Improbable Man.
A trap was laid for him in various places, that were nearest
to the location, of the previous strange accident. And we were able to capture T.I.M.
We tried to kill him, but couldn’t. Anyone who tried to
inflict a lethal wound on T.I.M, would suffer sudden deaths caused by some
bizarre disease.
T.I.M could do this because, no matter how healthy a life
form may be, in the scale of probability no death was ever impossible.
But T.I.M was still vulnerable to non fatal attacks. A
combination of sleep inducing drugs, helped us to put him in a coma. And then
we built room 2691, for maintaining a dosage of drugs in T.I.M’s body.
The chances of him ever waking up, seemed slim. Almost
impossible. Which in this case, made it a certainty.
We are not completely sure whether T.I.M can prevent the
bomb from exploding. You have to find ways, to keep him distracted and prevent
him from leaving the building, till the bomb explodes.”
She paused and continued sadly “It all depends on you now.”
Keshav felt dizzy. It dawned on him that he might never be
around to know, whether the rabbit –T-Rex specimen would breed with a female
rabbit.
The metal booth slid back into the ceiling. And Keshav wished
for nothing more, than to slide away from room 2691 with it.
To be concluded in the next part..
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