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LOG EXTRACTION: #3500

DATE: 222:24:15223[DRL]

TIME: Z-111 X-15

SUBJECT: The Great War

My name is...well, I've always been called Arctic-Cat. Don't remember where I got the name. Anyway...I'm keeping a log of my discoveries and thoughts in hopes that one day...maybe someone can make sense of what I've experienced and maybe help others in the process.

I've come to realize that I'm somehow different from the others. That is to say...other people in general. People have always asked me about things like who my parents were, where I came from, things about my childhood. Yet, there seems to be nothing but emptiness in my memories, holes where there should be something there. I do not know if I am perhaps suffering from amnesia, or if there's something more at work here. But, I can't be sure.

For instance, I see all too often things like gender labels, racial labels, stereotypes, and almost expectations of these. Conflict, hatred, and communication issues. Jealousy, greed, and pride. Chaos, destruction, and death. I guess I'm at a loss to grasp these as I simply feel neutral to it all. I don't feel that I fit in any category of thinking other than just being logical and compassionate. It's like I believed this always to be the case. I am a male, but don't find anything that one expects a male to find interesting or expected to be of any intrigue to me, really. Why is communication such a huge issue with our race? It's like others very seldom keep an open mind to things. I feel we work so hard to unite only to have things that just as well separate and destroy us. I just don't know...

Anyway, I guess my oddities are why I have found myself at the EOP. They seemed to take an interest in me that no other has, at least for good reasons from what I can tell. In addition to not recalling anything of my upbringing, I also feel like there are some odd energies about me. I can barely feel them and not sure what they are for. I could very well be hallucinating, but I have met a few others that seem to share in a lot of the same experiences I have had. Though, nothing as far as the missing memories. Perhaps I will know more on this later.

My first days at the EOP have been getting used to everything and learning about what they're all about. It seems they have been trying to reach out to other life that may exist in the universe and may have had luck. They seem to believe life is possible in the Alpha Centauri system based on some probes they have launched there. The EOP have impressively managed to do this by teleporting these probes to the system to scan and examine. These probes then were able to detail the planets that exists around this binary system to help map out their paths. This way, it would be possible to get coordinates for the purpose of teleportation. The teleportation device uses a type of beam to "paint" the surface of an object, in this case a planet. Then, a second beam targets the marked area and is used to actually transport objects from the destination to its target.

Normally, light is the fastest thing we have come to accept for some time. That was until we have discovered tachyon particles that travel faster than light, especially when using proper refinement. From what I understand, harnesing these particles was no easy feat, but once able, the human race unlocked many doors that we thought sealed to us.

Anyway, the way objects are teleported across this beam of refined tachyon particles is interesting. The object is first "compressed" into a small structure at the molecular level, which is a bit to explain in itself. Regardless, this compressed entity is then immediately carried by the tachyon stream to its destination where it then decompresses into its original state. There was success in transporting non-organic objects, but had yet to see how living, organic beings would sustain the process. Following that, simple organisms were tested to impressive success. But, there was wonder if a limit existed that would prevent more complex beings. That brings me to our more recent circumstance...

There was constant talk about war from foreign countries, particularly China. I never really focused much on the politics of it to know what their true intention was for doing so. Oddly, I often found myself thinking there was even more important things at stake. And around this time in my life, I couldn't help but realize how correct I was. My work at the EOP lasted for just a few years before the day The Great War broke out. The world was getting to a point where it could barely contain the life upon it. Nations all around were getting worried, desperate, and hostile. Then finally, it happened. The first salvo of bombs were dropped into the United States which sparked the beginnings of one of the greatest conflicts this world had ever seen. Panic was ensued as the nation's forces retaliated. But as for us...we ran...

It seemed like such a coward's thing to do, but our organization had a deeper purpose than any other and I was beginning to realize this now. I never really knew what EOP stood for until that day. Jeff Edmund was the leader of the EOP, and the moment the alarm sounding that war was upon us, we were quickly ushered to the teleporation chamber. As mentioned, the impact on life like ourselves was uncertain for the teleportation procedure, but there was no time and we had to take a chance.

The teleportation chamber was littered first with supplies such as food, tools, electronics, power cells, and other essential equipment and goods that we would need to survive in this uncertain world we were venturing to. The probes within the past few months managed to relay data of a possible fertile planet that looked promising. But we wouldn't know for sure until we went there, and that was exactly where we were heading. A few batches of critical supplies were beamed off to the planet that was marked earlier when discovered. I watched as the items seemed to vanish into thin air with a flash of light. It was time for us now.

We were fitted into special suits to help survive the environment in case conditions were not favorable. Not to mention we could not be certain of how any micro-organisms could react to us. We were taking our chances well enough by the teleporation alone. It was clear we had many layers of risk involved.

After we were quickly suited, it was then time. The entire team stood ready into the chamber. One of the specialists stood by the console to ensure conditions were good before starting a timer on the teleporter to be able join us in time. It was just mere seconds now before it would activate. I could hear the humming of the device intensifying with each as I gazed around one last time at everything and everyone in sight. Would this be my last moment of life I get to cherish, or would this be nothing more than the final glimpses of a home I was now leaving that I barely knew? It seemed fate was left to answer for that, and I hoped for our sake and the sake of man-kind's future, it would play in our favor.

The teleportation machine suddenly sparked to life as it initiated its first sequence. I could see everything start to shimmer and get brighter, then I could see and feel very suddenly, the world literally being sucked out of perspective and an incredible rush that seemed to last but a mere few seconds, like a great push that was unlike anything I had ever felt. Finally, there was nothing...