The Reality Hackers

Prologue

In a hall with white tile floors and stainless-steel walls, a man in army fatigues rushed through the busy thoroughfare. The multistory building with science labs and offices bustled with people in white coats, military uniforms, and business suits. He finally caught up with the gentleman he wanted to see.

At the other end of the hallway, he waved his hand in the air until the man acknowledged him with a nod, then he rushed to the other man’s side. Brigadier General Price, I wanted to congratulate you on your promotion.

It’s only one star, wait until I have two. The man in the green uniform with a chest full of medals appeared unimpressed. What is it, Major Mallory?

He lowered his voice and stepped to the wall. Bernard Chester and Justin Chisum, isn’t Advance going to intervene in the matter?

We’re seeing how it’s going to play out. General Price kept his voice down and his gaze fixated on passersby. Chester has certain pieces to the puzzle, while Chisum has the others. We are waiting. We want to see who gets to the finish line first, and completes the mystery of this Special Access Project.

What mystery?

How to master the higher realms of consciousness. Other governmental agencies and their private institutes have made some connections with their research, but Chester and Chisum seem to be on another route that will help us bypass the frailty of the human mind. After we have the guidebook, then Chester and Chisum will be dealt with. Until then, we are taking a hands-off approach to the situation.

What will you with the knowledge once they have solved this mystery?

Master the universe. The general walked away.

The Reality Hackers

White.

Everything around him was milky. Walls, tile floors and ceiling were bright clinical white. Even his clothing down to his shoes was white as the foreground and background blended together.

With a few steps forward, a door appeared out of the selenite obscurity and stood in front of him. He grasped the white metallic knob and turned. Half-anticipating a myriad of scenarios that raced through his thoughts to materialize before him, he pushed open the door.

He saw the rush of stars pulse in the dark electromagnetic field as these twinkles moved faster and faster. His mind failed to stabilize the outward velocity. He lacked control. The seeming endlessness overwhelmed his senses.

Before him, the galaxy in a rage converged. The material bodies exploded with that visceral emotional resonance. As soon as