When nearly a year earlier information concerning New Gaia expedition appeared in media, following so-called Tokyo Conference and the official statement from the representatives of World Counsel, even people from the crew could not have predicted the preparations for departure until the current stage would be completed so fast.
Of course, it was not like all modules of which the ship was made were created within a year, same as the group of specialists was not selected in such a short time. Nevetheless, even those people who joined the project at a very early stage did not expect the whole preparations to proceed that smooth, and modules of Future becoming ready before the estimated date.
However, this exact scenario actually came true, as there were still two more weeks until the deadline, and all modules were completed. What was left were engine tests and connection of modules making the vessel labeled Future. At this point, everything looked great, but information concerning completion of all modules was not published yet. After all, details made public via media were all carefully selected and leaked regularly, as to not jeopardize the whole project and keep humanity updated.
The most important details concerning the plan for the expedition were only known to a few individuals. It was those people who were also deciding on which information should be officially announced to the public. Disclosure was not possible right now since engine tests were considered extremely risky, thus any material being provided to Earth's citizen in relation to that matter could turn bad should there be a failure during the test.
Due to security reasons, pertaining to both people's health and information security, majority of people from the crew were moved to residential areas of Orbital Ring. That way, management made sure only authorized personnel participates in final engine test. Moreover, it was ideal time for specialists involved in construction to spend more time on preparation training for a long flight and learning about the planet itself.
People in the crew were divided into three main groups: scientists, colonists and military, Scientists were obviously people specialized in various fields, like physics, biology, mechatronics, or engineers in general. Colonists also included specialists and well-educated personnel, but in their case practical abilities and application of known theories in construction and agriculture were the most important. Military group was mainly responsible for security throughout the project's duration, though it also had a number of science staff.
As already mentioned, even though crew was divided in said groups, there were people who could be categorized in more than one of them since there were e.g. scientists among colonists or military.
John Marlow considered himself a scientist owing to his prowess in technical fields, while still remaining an active officer in Earth Army. This meant that, despite having many duties related to scientific - mainly engineering - work, he was not exempted from military responsibilities. Still, he was lucky that officer training differed from foot soldier's workout, so it was lighter and did not require that much time.
The work major got involved in during his stay on Orbital Ring was related to implementation of key parts of each module - the engines. Since the ship was supposed to take several thousands people on board, and the number was said to be from four to even six thousands, ensuring proper state of this part was crucial.
The ship they were building, codenamed Future, had a complex structure, incorporating several modules, each performing specific functions. Central module John worked on was the biggest section of the ship, three times the size of the remaining modules, equipped with the most powerful engines, six in total - two VASIMR-based ionic thrusters, two nuclear propulsion thrusters, one plasma thruster, and the most advanced one, graviton thruster.
When John saw the blueprint for the first time, he felt it was way too much to put there. Of course, in his original thesis concerning spaceships' construction, he highlighted the need for backup propulsion, but what was important to consider when building space vehicles was balance, and Future seemed to greatly lack it. Putting more devices into the fray could ruin energy consumption rate, and would take a lot of room which in other circumstances could be used for other purposes, even if only acting as a storage.
Obviously, specialists made calculations showing this was achievable, however, to Marlow the error margin was too slim in this scenario. Backup power to use in case of malfunction and swapping propulsion would greatly affect other systems of the ship, and that was the part he was worried about.
Original blueprint considered only a single high output nuclear reactor as a main source of power for all engines. At the same time, same reactor was supposed to provide energy to gravity core responsible for providing artificial gravity. Should there be even a short disruption in providing energy to the core, the consequences would be fatal for many. Following John's feedback, each engine was equipped with small-sized tokamak as a separate power source, ascertaining that there is no power failure in case of high energy consumption. Still there was a slight chance of failure even with this backup, but it would require a whole chain of errors to happen.
Tokamaks provided for Future were much more elaborated than their precursors originating in twentieth century. The ones here had several chambers, with main gas used being deuterium, and subsequent torus-shaped chambers being separated by vacuum chambers, making the system the least faulty way of producing thermonuclear fusion power. However, even advanced tokamaks were nothing in comparison to main reactor, which was the only one of the kind, with no other to be found produced by humanity - to put it bluntly, the system in place was creating a micro-sun contained within vacuum. While a novel implementation, this was something that could be only safely achievable in space as the amount of radiation could not be held within the chamber, and releasing it into vacuum was the only way.
All the technology involved in engine system impressed Marlow, even though he was used to working with military-grade inventions. He might not have been spending a lot of time on projects related to nuclear energy, so his knowledge was limited in that field, but it was not the case in terms of space propulsion.
Since John was always interested in space travels, he read a lot about various theories and concepts, and even wrote some articles himself. What is more, some of his ideas were implemented, making him proud of contributing to overall shape of the project. Despite initial claims concerning selected engines to be not effective enough, the combination chosen here was supposed to make up for individual shortcomings of each engine.
While Future's central module had total of six engines, graviton thruster was deemed the main engine, expected to move the ship for the major part of the planned journey, and remaining ones acting as backups. Having said that, it could not be used when nearby inhabited planets due to security reasons - the gravitional waves generated in the process of using this type of thruster could easily cause disruptions on the planet's surface, for example create a humongous tsunami. Knowing that, ionic thrusters were designated for carrying Future through the Solar System, until reaching its planetoid belt, where graviton accelerator was located.
Propulsion systems were undoubtedly advanced, and graviton propulsion was one of a kind, but another device could be considered a great achievement towards space travels as much, that is a gravity core - central component, an axis around which the whole module was built. The core had a shape of a skyscraper-sized cylinder, connecting back and front of the spaceship, hiding a nuclear reactor within. When powered up, gravity core was capable of changing gravity vector inside the ship - in simple words, the back could become bottom and the front could turn into top, creating a structure akin to residential block. This meant that regardless of the ship changing course, and performing various maneuvers, directions inside would always remain the same. Maintaining such setup required a lot of energy, but swapping the orientation within the ship allowed to better manage available space.
Majority of mechanisms and devices were so far tested either separately or in simple integration, therefore engineers could not be completely sure everything will work properly when all systems are combined and turned on, but given current results, the mood was positive before the final test to be held today.
The group of engineers and pilots were selected for conducting the trial, including John who was among the people responsible for monitoring engine performance.
On that day, he woke up at six in the morning, six hours prior the planned tests. Usually, his work was starting at nine in the morning, and - since he required no more than one hour to get ready and get to his station at the dock - he would regularly wake up at eight in the morning. However, this time he had to be present in different area of the module, and given the importance of the test, John decided to depart earlier than usual to make sure everything is prepared beforehand.
Block where Marlow got accomodated was located one kilometer from airlock leading to main corridor of megadock A0. Due to lowered gravity in the area, all people visiting the dock had to be equipped with special magnetic boots, improving adherence. Additionally, everyone had to wear a fast-rope belt - in case outer layer of the Ring was damage, the rope could be fastened to grip system, saving people from being sucked into vacuum.
Wearing his everyday worker suit, John went through the airlock and headed through the corridor towards the megadock. Despite the early hour, he kept passing by numerous people - no matter the time, works were continuously in progress. After all, there was no such thing as day or night in the space, and shifts were set in accordance to Earth clock solely for convenience.
Earth Army supervised the works at every stage, mainly due to security reasons - major got used to saluting all the time quite fast.
Someone poked Marlow's arm.
- Already on feet so early in the morning, John?
The man who suddenly appeared was none other than John's self-proclaimed best friend on this project - Martin Johnson.
- You might have forgotten, Martin, but we have an important test today. I wanted to do a double-check before that.
Johnson, an experienced mechanic working on ship's engines, was one of the best specialists Marlow had a chance to work with. The man was selected for this job owing his work on numerous space vessels for over a decade. He had a touch in each engine mounted on central module.
In fact, Martin started working on the project much earlier than John, but two men quickly found a common language, and simply got along thanks to their technical prowess. The teamwork they built allowed them to work efficiently and fast, generally speeding up the construction.
Johnson dragged Marlow for a drink on numerous occasions, disguising these outings as integration with the team. However, it was just an excuse to grab a drink - Martin simply found it fun to spend the time with others, especially when alcohol was involved. No one could blame the guy since he was away from his family, same as everyone who came to Orbital Ring. People involved in the project rarely got a pass to go to surface.
Nevetheless, owing to these outings, John did not have to be staying at his quarters all the time, reading virtual books, watching movies, or writing.
- You worry too much, John - Martin was walking next to him, chewing a gum - We checked these systems hundreds of times. I was personally involved in calibration, and remember, we even did a short start-up of thrusters. I don't see any reason to be worried.
- And that's why I want to calmly go through everything ones again. I don't want this routine to turn us into victims. Remember, the biggest one was not touched until now.
Of course, Martin recalled graviton engine could not be started until they move the module away from Earth.
- If you say so, I won't complain. I guess, it never hurts to check.
Johnson started writing on virtual terminal of his PEC. Despite this tool being common, Marlow always felt weird whenever someone next to him was using it.
- Is it something that important? - he finally asked his colleague.
- Not sure if it's interesting to you. The guys from R&D sent us the news about women participating in expedition. They are making a ranking, something like voting for the prettiest one.
John frowned hearing that. A beauty contest, huh? They might have called it anyway they wanted, but he knew well what it really was - with whom you would like to sleep.
Now, that he thought of it, major knew at least two women joining the crew. One was working on the same module, therefore they met several times already, while the other was not anywhere close, but was getting in touch from time to time.
The one working on the module was Svetlana, nicknamed Light because of her name, and pretty known among tech guys.
The other one was obviously Keira Evergate, who got assigned to a different section of Orbital Ring to work in a smaller science cell. In other circumstances, being a science officer, John would probably get to join similarly organized team, but his engineering knowledge was more useful in his current assignment. It was owing to his technical background, Marlow joined central module's construction overseen by Americans, instead of more science-oriented European annex.
Thinking about his relation with Keira, John was not really sure if it was for better or worse that they ended up in different sections. Miss Evergate obviously kept thinking about him, given all these messages, and Marlow, though telling himself to not get involved in relationships, could not say he is not interested in her.
Trying to persuade himself that it was just sex, and that he is infatuated with her looks, did not change the fact John thought about het quite often.
- Wanna have a look?
Martin's voice brought him back.
- Sorry, got lost in thought. What should I look at?
- What? Photos, obviously.
Marlow was slightly confused. Somehow, he did not get what his colleague said at first.
Johnson just shook his head, sighed, and typed something on virtual keyboard.
John's handwatch vibrated. The device was integrated with his implant and served as a terminal for displaying data with PEC set to safe mode. Martin sent him some graphic files.
In order to properly view the files, Marlow had to turn the implant back on. Once done, a mosaic of pictures appeared in front of his eyes. Many of these photos showed women exposing much more skin than he would have expected - still, there were many beauties.
- And? What do you think? - asked Martin with a smile.
- There are many pretties there - John agreed - You think any would want to sleep with someone like you?
Johnson chuckled.
- C'mon, John. One way flight will take us two years, we are still not sure how long we will be staying there, and then we need two years to get back. We will be easily away for five years. Can you believe they will be able to stay so long without sex? Besides, those who planned this trip obviously thought this through. Just look at the listings.
- Well, you forgot that not everyone is hetero. I hope higher-ups took that into consideration too, if your deduction is correct.
Marlow understood pretty well what Martin meant in the first place. Ratio of men and women was well balanced, at least in terms of people they knew about participating, but there was also the third gender. Still, it was not something John wanted to focus on, though his colleague was of different mind.
- You know, John. My grandmother came from Poland, and I heard a really interesting saying from het. It may not sound good in English, but let me tell you this: "blood's not water, and undies are not nettles". Mark my words, there will be a lot going on.
- And here are thought this is supposed to be a serious scientific expedition.
Johnson bursted in laughter so loud, it caught eyes of two ladies, who were just passing by. He immediately gave them a wink and sent a kiss, causing both ladies to smile.
- See, and you say I'm not popular.
- Don't be so full of yourself. Besides, you have a girlfriend, don't you?
Martin sighed, and his face became slightly serious.
- I sure do, but it will be several years. She knows that well, and we both agreed to not take it personal, and get back together when I'm done.
- Ok, just don't do that while on job, only after work. I'd rather not see you looking for any holes other than the ones inside the thrusters. If these don't work properly, both of us will never again get hooked with anyone, and same goes for many women...
Johnson put a hand on Marlow's shoulder.
- John, just ease up a little, just a little. I'm going to check on the nozzles. I let you know once I'm there.
Major nodded, and walked his way, seeing Martin walking to a nearby airlock, leading to ship's back. Only people with high enough access level, wearing special equipment adjustment to working in vacuum, could enter that section - one had to be really skilled to operate equipment with no gravity.
Johnson acted tough all the time, but Marlow was pretty much sure it was only a facade, and even such experienced spaceship mechanic felt stressed by working in such environment.
John could only imagine how this kind of job felt since, despite being one of engineers overseeing engines, he did not have permissions to enter this part of the dock - his workstation was located either in engine room or main cockpit.
Today, major planned to visit both spots, starting with engine room. On his way, he had to get through several checkpoints and be checked by military patrols. Due to that, it took him nearly thirty minutes to get there. Johnson started getting impatient.
- I get these all security measures, but c'mon, we are wasting way too much time on that - his complaining voice kept popping in Marlow's head, transmitted by PEC - They can monitor everything by tracking our implanted IDs...
- You are right about that, but it's an expensive investment.
Despite already reaching the engine room, John still had several hundred meters to walk. The compartment where the most important mechanisms were located, considered to be a heart of the ship, made one fourth of the whole central module. Inside, there was the main energy source, that is high output nuclear reactor, operating with the use of vacuum, and providing power for majority of systems on the ship, including artificial atmosphere, gravity and thrusters. Backup reactors were intentionally located in different areas of the ship, in case of malfunction.
Everything was managed by powerful computers, capable of working on high intensity of data processing. Signals were sent through the secure transmitters network, allowing sections to be easily cut off in case of damage, or dangers related to overloading or sudden energy drops.
Since the upcoming tests were supposed to put a high pressure on thrusters, specifically nozzles, John planned several tests approved by project management. First of all, he wanted to check the connectors responsible for delivering the energy from the reactor to engines. Afterwards, standard diagnosis and check on transmitter mechanisms, as well as fuel system, electromagnets and accompanying units.
In order to safely run the check-up, closing all shutters within engine system's transmitters. Of course, since the central module was currently docked, majority of transmitters had their shutters closed to begin with, but selected ones were opened for various reasons during construction works. While working with such a dangerous equipment, assuming something is closed and secured was unacceptable.
- We have closed all the outer shutters of ionic thrusters injectors - Martin regularly informed John about the progress of work in the dock - Let me know when there is a confirmation electromagnets are down so we can move further.
- It will take a longer while - John was checking energy transmitter with several other engineers - For now, make sure that fusion chambers have no gas inside and their shutters are airtight so nothing gets mixed up. And empty up the dustbins.
- Ok, on it.
Instructions Marlow gave concerned nuclear thrusters, which were considered second dangerous when damaged, placing just behind graviton engines. Therefore, these thrusters required a really careful approach.
Tokamaks placed in the upper part of the thruster made it possible to conduct a controlled fusion, producing high amount of energy within a short amount of time. Depending on the needs, it could use one of the two modes: one based on nuclear explosions, or the other relying on plasma produced within tokamak's system. The first mode allowed the fast acceleration within a matter of seconds, but could not provide it continuously due to high energy consumption, while the second provided continuous velocity, though at the cost of slower acceleration.
However, nuclear reactions were the key in both modes, and these stayed dangerous despite decades of work to get them under control. In case of current approach, vacuum and strong magnetic field were crucial, and - similarly to graviton engines - these had to be used away from inhabited areas, including Orbital Ring.
Marlow completed the check up of ionic nozzles' energy source and was absolutely sure the whole energy has been cut. He ran a diagnosis and energy checkup of nuclear thrusters. For some reason, the temperature in central cone was much higher than in other two.
- Martin, you hear me?
- Loud and clear. What's up?
- I've checked the power supply for ionic thrusters. All transmitters are cut now, and there are no abnormalities whatsoever.
- Great. Then, we will be taking care of nozzles in a moment.
- Don't rush, Martin. I'd rather you don't go there just yet. I'm worried about nuclear thrusters' diagnostics. Central cone has higher temperature than the other two, and I couldn't find the reason yet.
Johnson did not reply immediately. It seemed he was thinking really hard.
- It's really weird. I don't recall anyone tinkering with it recently. In which part exactly did the temperature grow?
- Upper part of the nozzle, arround the throat, just below the tokamak. I wonder if it's a faulty sensor.
- I doubt it. It was completed some time ago and basic maintenance should be done there each day. I can take some guys and go check it.
- That's not a good idea, Martin. It's an additional check, so I'd better contact Mathias about that. Just be on standby after you complete the current task.
- Roger that.
John instructed everyone who was in engine room with him to immediately activate shutters connecting the central cone with other two, and open the outer coating's shutters to cool it off remotely. After that, he sent a message to Mathias Kaller: "Temperature in central cone is too high. We have separated the compartment and started attempt to cool it off."
It did not take even a minute for the project's director to reply: "Good to separate it, but turn off all the power supply, including backup, and evacuate everyone immediately."
It sounded like professor knew something Marlow did not. He immediately opened a channel with Martin and was about to pass additional instructions, when loud noise filled his head, and the insides of the module shook abruptly.
With boozing inside his head echoing, he could still hear screams coming from all around, but it was hard for him to understand what they were saying. John had to shake his head several times to regain full consciousness. The implants signal suggested the connection with Martin is open.
- Martin, what the hell happened there!?
There was no answer for a moment, and when it came, the way Johnson replied meant something really bad happened. It was more like Martin talking to himself than to John.
- Oh God, Steve, no... please... Jesus, kid...
Marlow tried to get any information out of his colleague, but Johnson kept repeating the same words. Cameras displayed only the static screen, so nothing in particular could be seen. Moreover, John could not establish a stable connection with the rest of the team in Martin's area.
Still hearing this panicked voice, major left the engine room and rushed to the closest catwalk connector, running through the ring's deck set in parallel with the module's stern. Once he reached the deck's end, John opened the shutter.
The sight in front of his eyes nearly made him vomit everything he ate that day. Dark-red shape was drifting through the vacuum nearby one of the nozzles, surrounded by human body parts. It was not the first case of someone dying major saw in his life - he was in military after all. However, this one was the most gruesome sight so far. It was even harder on Marlow because he knew Steve, the guy Martin mentioned - they have met couple of times by a drink, and now...
John did not want to think about it right now, he felt bad, had nausea, but needed to stay calm. In this whole chaos, it was not possible to tell how bad is the damage and how many people got hurt.
- Martin, please, listen to me. You need to get back inside. Get everyone with you. I will send help in a moment. Martin, can you hear me?
- Steve, he...
- It's too late, you can't help him. Leave the rest to specialists. Do you understand? Get back to the ring, ok?
Johnson blurted something in reply, but Marlow could not grasp it. Still, he managed to see through opened screen that his colleague moves to the airlock, and others follow him. The only thing left now was medical team.
Before John managed to do anything, his PEC displayed incoming call interface. He had the caller's ID saved, it was no other than project's chief.
- John, what happened there? - the question came soon after he accepted the call.
- There was an explosion in one of the nozzles. We have at least one casualty, but it's hard to say what exactly happened at this point. I was about to contact medical team.
- I've already made the necessary arrangements. Leave the things to others, and come to my office. It's urgent.
Mathias Kaller disconnected after these words. The call was short, but professor seemed restless, even jittery maybe - Marlow could not be sure if it was due to hearing about person's death, or if there might have been a deeper reason for that.
Regardless of that, something was definitely off - project chief's words moments before accident suggested he expected such situation occurring. Well, maybe not this very accident and casualties, but his reaction mad John believe that higher-ups were aware of something he was not. Maybe it was some kind of design flow?
Professor Kaller's office was combined with his living quarters, and located in the centre of military section, several hundred meters from Marlow's assigned room.
Getting to the office took John over thirty minutes, mainly due to increased number of checkpoints created as a result of the recent incident.
It was not the first time major visited main planning room for the whole operation, and he knew the place quite well from several previous briefings, but it did not mean Marlow was a frequent guest there.
The main room was really spacious, and several times bigger than John's quarters, despite being only a portion of chief's apartment, which was said to have several more rooms. However, only people closest to him knew more.
This main room, acting as an office, was not only much bigger than John's quarters - it was much better equipped, having a massive oak desk, leather armchairs, library with real, paper books, or drink bar. Still, what made the biggest impression on visitors was yet another piece of equipment, namely movable walls, allowing to place a window in one of three directions, making it possible to have views on Earth, space and the dock. Given the current situation, it was no wonder the view was set on the dock, where the accident took place.
When Marlow entered the office, it turned out he was not the only guest professor invited - there were several people inside, including two security chiefs, overseer of mechanics who worked in the dock before Martin's group and one person from science team.
John knew some of them, Jan Kowalski for example, and that's owing to frequent meetings at canteen where jokes about his extremely common name were heard quite often - according to his explanation, the guy grew up in orphanage, abandoned with no information whatsoever, thus getting this name. Nevertheless, this huge man managed to join military and quickly raised in ranks.
Another person he recognized was doctor Manuela Gomez, medical officer, overseeing the whole medical team. Marlow get to know her because of periodical check ups for which he got assigned to her.
Everyone in the room, except for the second security chief, was sitting.
- Hello John - Kaller greeted him - Have a seat, please. We were waiting for you.
John immediately understood.
- I'm sorry you lost your time waiting for me - he apologized, using one of the free armchairs.
Mathias shook his head.
- No need for that. It was me who insisted on waiting for you before we start. Since we have everyone required, let us begin.
Marlow was actually surprised Colonel McRae was not around.
Professor Kaller had a look around the room, stopping his eyes on the dock for a moment, took a deep breath and continued:
- Reason for this meeting should be obvious. Today's accident is very unfortunate and requires reviewing what happened. We need to learn the reason why this happened, so we can make all necessary adjustments to avoid anything similar in future. Not only we've lost two mechanics, but some also got wounded. And I don't have to mention the damage will cause a delay.
He stopped for a moment, and scratched his beard, as if thinking about something, before resuming his talk:
- Situations like this shouldn't happen. All these security rules are not just for appearances. We need to find out where there was a mistake, what caused the explosion and how this could be avoided. Manuela, report from medical team, please.
Doctor Gomez cleared her throat before speaking.
- From the early data it seems that wounds were caused mainly by getting hit with metal scraps. People, who died, got their bodies shattered. No traces of radiation so far.
- So, it doesn't seem like reactor's fault - mechanic overseer jumped in - If there was any kind of leak, not only temperature would have raised, but there would also be a high radiation, and the explosion would cause much bigger damage.
Professor Kaller nodded.
- Thank you for your feedback, Eric - chief shortly addressed what mechanic overseer said, and moved on to security chief - Did you have any reports about unusual behavior among the crew? Any disturbances?
- Nothing out of ordinary - said Jan, supported by the second security chief - Everything seemed fine. Of course, there were attempts to bring in unauthorized items, but none was considered lethal, and all were confiscated.
Mathias tilted in the chair, bit his leap and braided his hands together, reflecting for a moment.
- To sum up - he talked finally - We had no signals about any kind of interference, and after initial medical check, we infer that explosion was unlikely related to reactor. If not reactor inside the nozzle directly, then what? I don't believe it could have been the fuel.
- Such possibility is unlikely - assured Eric - It would have been possible only with all shutters opened, and even then it would have been minimal. Some cosmic debris gettin inside seems more feasible, causing some short circuit.
What Eric said suggested scenarios where John's team did not follow the procedure, which was not the case. Major had no intention of allowing anyone to blame his team.
- None of these can be the reason - he said immediately - We did everything in accordance with procedures. All shutters were closed, and dustbins were clean, so nothing should get through. Besides, the power should have been supplied to the lower section of nozzle, below the bottleneck. I've made sure everything was secured properly. The only electricity could be stored within sensors, which is too low to cause something of this caliber.
Kaller nodded to show he took this into account.
- I'm not blaming anyone at this point - he declared - It could have been material defect, but it's an unusual turn of events that this accident took place just before the official test. I think the best course of action is to put works on hold for now, until full material expertise is completed. In order to secure proper conditions to conduct the expertise, we will need additional security resources inside the dock. Kowalski, Eckbert, that's on you - he addressed two security chiefs - Select only those who went through training for staying in open space. We will need them not only to guard the inside, but also to walk outside. You can leave now.
Both men saluted, even though professor did not have a military rank, and walked out. Next, Kaller looked at doctor Gomez.
- We will also need more medics on standby around the dock, just in case. I'd say, at least one per corridor, and several on the deck.
Manuela's face showed she did not like the idea.
- We do not have enough people to man such number of stations. If you allow, professor, I can try recruiting more staff, but it will require time and money.
Mathias did not look surprised about this information.
- We have funds, we will manage. Additional expense is not a problem. But the time... is of essence. That's why we need the medics who are already on the Ring to man these new stations, and your recruits to take over their previous spots.
- If that's so, I'm getting to it. Is that all?
Professor Kaller nodded with consent, and doctor Gomez left.
- Eric, due to severity of the situation... I hope you understand all mechanics, including you, will have to be interrogated. We need to compare your testimonies, so you will be also forbidden from contacting each other for the time being.
Mechanic overseer could not hide that he does not like the idea. Still, he managed to keep his emotions in check, simply nodding and leaving the office as instructed by the project's chief.
Following instructions given by professor so far, Kaller and Marlow were the only people left in the office.
- Would you like a glass of cognac, John? - offered Mathias, walking towards the bar.
John raised his eyebrows, surprised.
- I'm on active duty, professor.
Mathias seemed to ignore John's words as he still returned with two filled glasses.
- Given the circumstances, you are to be on standby for now, John, so no worries - said professor when passing him a glass - So many novelties, but I'm yet to find something better than alcohol to calm me down.
Both men raised their glasses and took a sip - Kaller visibly more than Marlow, who was not very fond of strong alcohols. Nevertheless, declining project chief's offer would have been a bad idea.
John wondered why there were only two of them left in professor's office now. It seemed unusual since Mathias was known for carefully selecting people to trust, and rarely had one-on-one meetings. Based on what major heard, he wondered why professor did not invite anyone else for a drink.
Mathias Kaller seemed to have read his thoughts.
- I had to talk with you, privately. In this situation, the less people is involved the better.
John frowned. Project chief's behavior seemed weird for some time now.
- Professor, did you know this was going to happen?
Kaller took another sip and sighed.
- Not specifically. You happened to contact me during a meeting where I learned about such a possibility. Or rather, I was warned.
- Warned? By whom?
- World Council. It seems there are people for whom this project is a big hindrance. Big enough to sabotage our efforts.
John was well aware that opinions about the expedition varied between people, and there were groups that could lose money because of the project. However, he found it hard to believe anyone was able to easily cause such incident.
- Then, it means you believe it was a terrorist attack, professor? Why did World Council late you know just before it happened?
Mathias used a hand gesture to calm his guest down.
- Don't jump to conclusions, John. I've just mentioned this fact to explain my reaction to your report. It doesn't mean it had to be a sabotage, though I admit the timing was too perfect.
- So it could be the case?
- Sure, same as several other reasons. And that's why I want to carefully investigate before making any statements.
Professor managed to empty his glass.
- Still, why did you invite me here? You seem to have a good plan of action already.
- Of course, but I need to hear different opinions, yours included. So, what you think was the cause?
John fowned. There were several suggestions made so far, but even more possibilities existed. Besides...
- And you are asking that after telling me about possible sabotage?
- Even if it was an act of terrorism, someone had to do some tinkering, don't you agree?
Marlow sighed.
- It's hard to tell. Given the complexity of the systems we had here, I could point out several things from the get-go.
- For example?
- If it wasn't an act of terrorism, Eric's explanation would have been a possible scenario. However, certain conditions had to be met, and it wasn't the case. Personally, I'd say either sensors might have malfunctioned, or there were some external factors involved. All tests so far were flawless.
Mathias poured another glass.
- So it's either feedback you got was off or something changed with the team being unaware?
John nodded.
- Gas might have been inside the installation if sensors weren't providing proper readings. Similarly, if the voltage was higher than it should, it could also cause a chain reaction, which would be required to cause that big of damage.
Kaller took another sip.
- So even more pointing to some third party being involved? Given all the security measures and double-checks, faulty sensors seem unlikely. The untrustworthy part remains people.
Since Mathias mentioned possibility of sabotage, John could not stop thinking about it. The more he thought about the whole situation, the higher he considered chances for terrorist invovlement to be.
- Still, I don't think my team was involved. And I doubt we made any error there.
- But it doesn't change the fact it could have been an inside job. I'd like to believe it was just some equipment malfunction, but - to be honest - I'm afraid we have some bad guys in the team.
Kaller emptied another glass, and John took a small sip.
- I've been expecting that we will have different people mixed in, but still believed we can keep everything in check. Today's accident showed how naive I was - he looked at the dock - We had so many security measures in place, and all for naught. If you don't have eyes everywhere, you can't keep all things in check, right?
John was not sure what was that about. Initially, he thought the fault might have lied within his team, they could make a mistake, but they in fact did everything in accordance with procedures. Looking at this objectively, he could not find fault within his team's actions. So, was chief thinking he was incompetent, mentioning keeping an eye of everything?
- I'm sorry, but I don't follow.
Mathias took his eyes of the dock, and looked at John.
- Oh, I didn't mean anything bad. What I meant is... I just can't be everywhere by myself. I need to rely on others, have someone as my eyes all around the place.
- Aren't all the systems enough for that?
- You said it yourself: sensors may malfunction.
- And people may make mistakes.
- It's contradictory to what you said before. You were pretty sure your team did everything as they should.
John was not sure if it was because of alcohol, but he indeed said that. He had no excuse there.
- Don't worry - said professor - I still believe you. And I need your help.
- You mean, these eyes would be me? - Marlow asked, and seeing Kaller nod, he continued - But why me? Don't you think I could have been involved if it was a sabotage?
Kaller shrugged.
- Maybe yes, maybe not. The thing is, I saw the record of your actions already, and the whole log looked fine to me. Besides, whom I trust is my decision only.
- So you really believe some saboteur was the external factor here?
Professor's face looked really sad, when he replied to John:
- You are well aware what times we live in. This world, this planet is no longer enough for the humanity. In fact, it's been the case for years now. Of course, there are simply too many of us, but everyone keeps saying it's the planet that is too small. Still, we came to the point where we can no longer turn back, and need to break from this world and change the fate of humankind. Maybe even save the Earth itself. The thing is, not everyone thinks the same, John. Despite this project being a joint effort of so many, there will always be those who want personal gain. In face of the human greed, even the best security and good wishes may not be enough.
For a moment, Marlow thought professor simply gets drunk fast and starts to talk about whatever comes to his mind, but after putting slightly more effort in considering his words, John understood the mistake he made. Mathias Kaller did not want to drink - he needed a confidant, someone to share his concerns with.
- I get your reasoning, but are you really speaking to me only because of the log? You said yourself that there are people who think about personal gain. To be honest, through my whole life I've been doing the same thing. Knowing that, will you still trust me?
Project's chief kept the glass in his right hand, turning it around before drinking. John got his answer moments after Kaller put empty glass on the desk.
- Obviously, I cannot do everything on my own. Same as all these corporations and countries, which are getting involved in our projects, I also need allies. And I never make offers blindly. I read your works, and saw passion in them. It didn't look like you were looking to earn of money. More like, you wanted to do something that matters, something which others would recognize. Also, I know how it may sound, but I've been watching your actions since you joined the mission.
It was not like Marlow never expected to be a subject of espionage. After all, such practices were common within the society, like really revealing clothing popular nowadays. However, while exposed breasts where the result of the person's choice, being under surveillance was a completely different case. No matter what reason professor had behind spying on him, John could not help but be irritated, and shocked at the same time. He would never have expected renowned person like Mathias Kaller could employ people to spy on him. Keeping his emotions in check in this situation made major use all the reserves of his self-control from the last several months.
- Shortly speaking, you spied on me? Isn't that like what you've just criticized?
Unpleasant smile appeared on Mathias' face. Professor looked at him with pity.
- Spies are everywhere on the Orbital Ring, John. It's not unusual I have my own too. That's just how the current times are. You are extremely good at securing your PEC, but there are other ways of gaining intel. That's why I know that, despite all the talk about money, you actually care about greater good. Besides, you are both scientist and army man, so you can keep an eye at both groups. As I said, there are many reasons why I want you on my side.
"Too bad you first spied on me, son of a bitch" - thought Marlow. Nevertheless, he was not so stupid to start an argument and curse people. Besides, this kind of reaction could have had a bad impact on his future career, and not only his current position. Needless to say, it was not something John could afford.
- I appreciate your opinion, but I hate being spied on - he said, trying to keep his face as neutral as possible - Also, no matter what others say, I think differently. No matter what is said and done, I will always prioritize my own well-being over anything else.
Despite these words, Kaller's face remained unchanged, as if everything he heard was as expected, which surprised major.
- No one is perfect, John. All the things you said only confirmed my thoughts. We are pretty similar.
John had no idea what does professor means by that, but something else came to his mind.
- Why do we have this conversation just now? There were many other chances. Did you really need such accident? Or is it a simple coincidence?
- Let's treat this as an early declaration caused by unforseen circumstances. I have planned this talk for a later date, before departing from Orbital Ring. However, what happened today puts me in quite an ordeal, and your assistance could help me greatly.
Marlow had his own share of problems, and concerns related to the future. In all honesty, he did not need more on his plate, especially relations that could make him a potential scapegoat should anything bad happen. After all, there were many people in high positions involved in the project, like Ryan. Making bad decisions could hurt John greatly.
- I have no idea how could I help. As I see this now, I could get blamed for today's accident. Those people died during additional inspection I personally requested. No matter how you look at this...
- This looks suspicious - Mathias ended the sentence for him - You have nothing to worry, John. This is way too suspicious, too the point I found it unusual to happen with you overseeing the inspection. You are free from charges as I see it. I already have a suspect, but I don't want to tell anyone until I'm completely sure. For now, take it easy, and inform me should you notice anything unusual.
These words were obviously a suggestion for ending this conversation. However, based on what he heard so far, John had to ask.
- You think it's someone in Eric's group, don't you?
Kaller raised his eyebrows to show his surprise, but it looked like a poor acting.
- As I said, I have some suspicions, but it's nothing with solid proof. For now, at least. I want your cooperation, and I need to build a mutual trust between us, but in this very matter I need to keep it confidential. Just keep your eyes open, okay?
This was really the end of their conversation. Marlow knew that professor will not budge. Therefore, he raised from the chair and walked towards the exit.
- Thank you for the drink - he said as the door opened - Goodbye.
- Wait, John.
He turned back, and saw Mathias walking his way, reaching out the hand to him. At first. major thought it was about the handshake, but then professor passed him a small chip.
- For contacting me directly. Should anything require confidentiality, use it.
Marlow checked out the device and put inside his jacket's upper pocket.
- But to be perfectly honest with you, I have no idea what would I be supposed to tell you. Until today, I didn't see anything unusual. And your spies didn't manage to warn you on time.
- I agree it was too late. That's why I need any piece of information. Anything surprising, weird behavior. Basically, whatever you find suspicious.
John knew what this meant.
- Professor, I didn't join this project to spy on people.
Kaller shook his head.
- Neither did I. Situation forced me to do this. I can tell you more: should I started doing this sooner, those two poor men could be alive now.
Marlow could tell this man was good with words, bringing up the feeling of guilt. Moreover, there was also the case of losing his current standing, should he go on professor's bad side.
- I don't think it's something that suits me, but I will try to help...
- That's more like it - said Mathias, patting him on the shoulder - Just be your usual self. If you don't contact me, I'll check on you by myself. Don't worry too much. Now, it really took us a bit of time, I have important matters to attend.
Moments later, John was already outside, in the corridor guarded by three security officers. For a while, he wondered if these soldiers heard the last part of his conversation with project chief and if they are obliged to keep everything secret, but it was hard to read anything from their faces. Asking them would most likely not get him anywhere, therefore Marlow - not having any obligations after the decision about closing the dock was made - decided to eat something. After all, he did not eat for hours now, or maybe since yesterday? Due to living out of day-night cycle for so long, it was hard for him to tell the time without checking it on the clock.
As John started walking towards canteen, his implant sent information about incoming connection to his visual cortex, resulting in interactive icon appearing in front of his eyes. Another well-known ID of the caller. Throughout the last year, that person was contacting him regularly. Marlow was not always in mood to answer the call.
Keira ended up in different area of the Orbital Ring, working on European module, one of the smaller annexes - four cruisers which were to be connected to central module after final thrusters check. Since she had no engineering background, miss Evergate did not participate in construction, but was assigned to different work. Still, being assigned to different section of the Ring, due to distance and security regulations requiring special permits to move between modules, made it hard for them to meet face-to-face.
The woman seemed to really care about their relation, but John continued to be hesitant. She was his type, and Marlow really enjoyed the time they spent together so far, however, John did not want another serious relationship at this point - not after what he went through in the past. Still, he still remember their time together, especially sex was something he could not forget. That is why, while avoiding getting closer, major wanted to keep their relation as friends.
Given the circumstances, he made a gesture to initiate the conversation.
- Hi, John - she greeted him - I hope I'm not bothering you.
Honestly speaking, Marlow had nothing to do, following the recent events, and all he could think of now was grabbing something to eat. Given his current circumstances, he would rather enjoy some peace and quiet to organize his thoughts and calm down. However, John did not intend to worry others, and staying grumpy and avoiding people would do exactly that.
- No, you are not bothering me. I'm just about to head to canteen and eat something. How about you?
- All is fine, though it got quite boring recently. Materials I'm working on are scarce and it's hard to get any breakthrough without more data. I thought I was quite used to such stuff already, but it seems you get irritated more easily when staying shut in small space. I feel as if I'm kept in cage, with no prospects of getting out anytime soon.
That was a fact, and even more so right now - though John was not sure if Keira heard anything already. Still, they were sent to Orbital Ring much sooner than originally planned, mainly due to security reasons, and this situation was not supposed to change - obviously, the accident was sure to delay completion of the ship. They could easily spend next two years on the Ring.
It was plenty of time to spend with no day and night. Inside the Orbital Ring, they had air and rooms for imitating Earth environment, but for some people it was not enough - they were openly talking about leaving in cage or isolation. Marlow also felt this to some extent, but managed to adjust to conditions on the Ring, even liking some of the facilities.
- Right, we are not getting much freedom here - he agreed - On the other hand, there is not much to complain about other things. The funds we are getting let us live and work in really good conditions in comparison to most of humankind on Earth.
Keira seemed ashamed.
- I don't complain about food and accomodation in general, obviously. I'm just lost whenever I get some free time. There's not much I can do to relax, free my mind. Where to go? What get my hands into? Over the last year, I think I visited most of the places in this sector of the Ring, aside from private apartments of course. I've also read dozens of books and watched all the series which piled up and I had no time for.
John felt honest admiration for Keira. He also read a lot of books, watched movies or surfed through the net, but not to such extent. Though, he had an excuse in the form of additional military exercises.
- Maybe you should sign for some extra activities? - he suggested.
Keira snorted.
- Do you think I didn't consider that? I wanted to participate in physical exercises, or help in works around the dock, but when I've learned how many accidents were registered...
John's hearing automatically sharpened due to the sound of word "accident". Before, he could have been indiferrent about it, but after the conversation with Kaller, his stance concerning such matters changed.
- So you also had accidents there? How many did you lose?
Silence. Maybe connection got cut? It did sometimes happen on Orbital Ring. Or maybe he made her speechless?
- Keira, can you hear me?
- Yes, I can hear you. It's just, you surprised me... What do you mean by how many did we lose? God, no. Nothing of the sort, John. Only wounds, and some more serious injuries, but no one died. You're telling me, someone on your side died?
Marlow wondered for a moment if he should continue the topic. Honestly speaking, he felt as if talking about it could make him better, get the weight off his shoulders.
- We've lost two mechanics today - he finally said it.
- Are you serious? I mean, I heard something about accident, but no details...
- There was an explosion. The worst thing is that I have no idea what caused it. We secured everything, and still... it happened. My colleague, Martin, he knew them well, and even invited me to the bar with them... I'm wondering if I'm missing something.
A moment of silence again.
- Isn't it contradictory? You say you made sure everything is secured, and it still happened, right? If that's the case, it was likely something you had no control over. It's a horrible thing, and I feel sorry for what all of you went through, but you cannot blame yourself. It's a dangerous job, mechanics here say it all the time. Accidents do happen.
Miss Evergate had a point, though treating this situation as an accident was wrong according to Mathias. Obviously, John could not expect a sabotage, not being told about it beforehand, but he still kept thinking if there was a way for them to find out something is off. That is why he kept thinking what could be done differently, and felt guilt, but talk with Keira really comforted him.
- Thank you. I feel a bit better now.
- And I'm grateful for your trust.
Moment of carelessness, and he gave her hope for a closer relation, something Marlow was avoiding. Miss Evergate sounded really happy, so it was hard for him to say anything. In the end, all he was capable of doing was running away by using canteen as an excuse to end the conversation.
Sound of talks, music and cutlery reached his ears.
- Thank you for the talk - he said as a goodbye - Already reached the canteen, so I'm disconnecting for now. Until next time.
John heard a clear sigh. It was hard to say what this was supposed to mean, maybe disappointment or even some kind of irritation, but he did not pry into it, and waited for Keira's words.
- Well, then enjoy your meal - she sounded earnest, no shred of previous sigh - Until next time.
Marlow turned off the connection using pre-defined gesture and disconnected communication module of his PEC so no one could disrupt his meal. He already had enough experiences for the next whole year and did not need many more people to contact him just to talk about the accident.
Canteen was a spacious room, which could easily accomodate up to one thousand people at the same time. No wonder, taking into account it was the only such facility in this section. Even so, during hours when main dishes were served, there was always a crowd inside.
This day, it was no different and John soon found himself in queue made of several dozens of people, of whom most were in good humors, and only some looked grampy as he did. Usually, he would be included within one of these rowdy groups, but due to the accident, most of his companions was either hospitalized or dead. When major thought about that, he suddendly felt weakened.
Marlow had to throw this thought of his head, if he wanted to eat something. But how could he do that? He even felt that ending the conversation with miss Evergate was a mistake, and considered turning PEC communication back on. However, he gave up on the idea.
In the end, John used his PEC, but for purpose other than communication. After all, he had access to construction plans, allowing him to carefully analyze what possibly went wrong. Maybe it was because of the stress that he did not think about it before.
The shutter placed under the bottleneck sure was closed, there was no doubt about it. Mechanics confirmed this with their own eyes, and sensors did not catch any abnormalities. The only concern back then was the temperature... The lower part of the nozzle had a high voltage installation, though cut at the moment of explosion, so the only voltage would be the sensors' power source, too weak to cause strong enough explosion.
What exactly could cause explosion that big? When shutter was open, the temperature was stable, and only started raising after they closed it. This would mean that closing the shutter was the trigger.
"Trigger! - Marlow nearly shouted." Good thing he did not shout - he did not want to alarm anyone around. Nevertheless, what he thought about was a possible scenario, taking into account all the information he had now.
The coating of the nozzle got torn apart from two sides, as if the explosion's energy did not spread equally, what would happen with standard engine ignition and energy stream flow. If that was the case, nozzle's structure would absorb the impact.
Conclusion? There could be only one - a targeted explosion, meaning either a bomb or deliberately injected fuel into separating chambers. Still, to get this kind of result against the coating said to be able to withstand the explosion of Tsar Bomb, there had to be a considerable amount of explosive material involved. Or the material that could generate a high energy output.
Unless... Another thought came to John. The outlet located at the end of the nozzle was elastic to an extent, being made of several separated layers - walls acting as a curtain, blocking the energy from acting up, and going outside the desired area. If any kind of explosion happened within, there was no chance of damage - the construction was tested against nuclear explosions after all. However, what would have happened if explosion was set off within the walls' structure? Marlow made a quick simulation, and results were dreadful. Placing even a small bomb in central separator of the coating's segment could easily cause a devastating destruction.
Kaller, who was involved in the project from the very early stages, must have came to the same conclusion. There was even a chance he expected a bad outcome the very moment Marlow contacted him, mentioning higher temperature since it was pointing out to energy reaction being triggered. Possibly, professor might have thought John also realized that much earlier, but he missed this clue with logical thinking clouded by the grave sight of casualties. But now, that he cleared his mind, John was capable of matching the pieces together.
Outlet's mantle, so-called curtains, were made out of six walls, divided by separators - vacuum one and remaining ones filled with various gases, supposed to be used for strengthening physical properties of the materials, and in chemical reactions required for operation of the whole engine.
There were total of five separating chambers, and each - aside from vacuum - was divided into four segments, filled in with following, counting from the outlet: carbon dioxide, hydrogen, vacuum, oxygen and empty chamber used for mixing. When the temperature inside the nozzle raised, carbon dioxide absorbed portion of the temperature from inside wall, then it broke down into carbon and oxygen, which were next sucked off by powerful pumps to tanks placed above the separators. In its free form, carbon was combined with oxygen from the fourth segment again, filling the carbon dioxide in the first segment, while the oxygen was combined with hydrogen, creating water reserves stored in the last mixing tank. If needed, the water could be divided into hydrogen and oxygen in order to replenish remaining segments. Owing to this solution, gathered gases were staying in closed cycle, securing functionality of the whole mantle. It has to be noted, however, that the main material used for this part of the ship was supposed to withstand nuclear explosions, therefore said solution was only acting as a safety, and not the sole system for securing the nozzle's mantle. Nevertheless, the reactions occurring within separators and tanks were important in case of the need to replenish water and atmosphere's components.
From the perspective of looking into the cause of the accident, central vacuum separator seemed to be the key - it was inside it where all cables powering up the sensors and the whole electronics responsible for controlling key processes within the mantle. Moreover, its chamber was located in-between hydrogen and oxygen tanks. Placing small bombs capable of tearing apart the walls of the tanks could result in explosion that happened today.
Now, who had access to this spot? Sensors' and electronics' inspection was an everyday duty, done by one electrician and one mechanic, but over one hundred people had authorization to do that work, including supervising engineers, therefore the number of suspects was extremely high. Knowing about temperature raising just after closing the shutters meant someone connected the fuze to their sensors, but person could never be assigned to more than one area on a single day - this suggested that it was something planned for a long time or it was an organized action of more than one person. Nevertheless, it was unlikely bombs were planted long before the explosion since they would be easily detected during subsequent inspections.
Marlow got a good idea about Mathias' earlier behavior now. The reason why he needed information was because he expected this to be a bigger problem, an organized saboteur group, but did not have anything solid to go with, and could not foresee what was their true target. Besides, professor could not manage to keep everything in check by himself?
- ... order, please?
Maybe John should really get involved? Pay more attention to what is happening during work, what are the people taling about...
- Can I take your order, please!?
- Hey, are you okay!? Is everything alright?
Marlow got so preoccupied with analyzing the situation that he did not notice when he moved to the front of the queue. Most likely, he must have been standing there for a longer while since others started getting impatient. Honestly, it was surprising no one cut in line.
- At ease, soldier. Not everyone had a nice day like you.
The voice sounded familiar.
- Colonel McRae! - soldier saluted automatically, completely forgetting about the tray he was holding, which fell on the floor with a loud clank - I apologize for my behavior, sir!
Marlow was a major in the Earth Army, but due to his scientific work, he rarely performed real military duties, and could not be called a recognizable officer.
On the other hand, Ryan - whom John knew better personally than from army business - was a recognizable persona, respected by soldiers.
- You are off duty, so no formalities needed - McRae seemed amused by the young soldier's reaction, but did not smile openly - Pick up the tray and wait for your turn. Once you get your order, come sit with me, John - he said to Marlow, as he went to one of the tables.
John chose the food that suited him. Due to not having much appetite, he went with a small portion of vegetable soup, which looked like a mush, and small amount of meatballs with rice and vegetables. The whole set was served in metal bowls securely covered by lids. The reason why bowls were metal was quite simple - they were attached to the tray with magnetic force, working in similar manner to the shoes everyone in the crew working on Orbital Ring had to wear.
Carrying his order, Marlow turned back, and looked around the hall, searching for Ryan.
Colonel sat in the corner of the room, next to the window with Earth view - many people on the surface would give a lot to see that sight. When McRae noticed John, he pointed at the chair in front of him - it was two-person table, but it seemed people were too afraid to think about sharing the table with the highest ranking officer on the Orbital Ring.
Marlow already had this thought back in professor Kaller's office, but it was really weird that McRae did not participate in the meeting, and here he is, enjoying a meal.
- Enjoy your meal - said Joh, taking a seat.
Ryan looked at him with faint smile.
- Thank you, and likewise - he replied - Though you should not expect too much. Food here is being made in large quantities after all. Still, I did eat much worse stuff in my life.
John nodded, picking up the spoon and taking off the lid of soup bowl.
- I had a similar experience.
Marlow said that, but he doubted such man as colonel McRae ever ate something bad. Still, he put the spoon into the bowl, and put a portion of the soup into his mouth. Vegetables seemed a bit overcooked, but aside from that, the soup was edible.
Colonel continued eating his beef steak, looking at his comrade.
- You doing fine, John? - Ryan asked out of nowhere.
The question surprised Marlow.
- Do you ask about something specific?
Ryan's brows raised slightly.
- Well, I expected this to be obvious. You may not be aware, but many people alread know about the accident. Though they don't have as many details as I do.
"I'm not surprised. It would have been weird if you didn't - John thought to himself." Obviously, he did not say this out loud.
- I still feel slightly nauseous to be honest - he admitted - That's why I chose slightly smaller portions, just in case...
- Was this your first time? Seeing something like that?
- I saw way too many. I've been growing up in slums after all. Though it's not like you can get used to something like that. Besides, nothing was so gruesome until now.
Just remembering it made John feel much worse.
- Can we just not talk about it? - he asked immediately.
McRae nodded.
- Of course. It was not plan to torment you. I'm interested in some different matter connected to the accident.
Marlow knew something was up.
- What exactly do you need? - he preferred to be straightforward.
- Still going directly to business. I see you stay the same, no matter what. If that's the case, could you tell me your thoughts? What do you think happened there?
It was hard to tell why colonel would ask him that. Since McRae's rank in the project was second only to Kaller's, and they were supposed to cooperate for various matters to be handled properly, he should already know everything. John expected the flow of information to work well, but based on Ryan's behavior, he either did not get any message from Mathias, or - maybe - just acted independently, having something else in mind. If the latter was the case, the situation would seem fishy.
- You are the second person to ask me that, you know? - major said that to check the reaction.
Colonel looked at him with curious eyes, but it was all John could notice.
- John, just give me your thoughts. Even if these are only your assumptions.
Main military overseer of the project would obviously be concerned about the team's well-being, obviously. Being the one responsible for keeping the staff safe, it was only natural approach. However, inquiring Marlow, who was not the one to provide the expertise pertaining to the cause of the accident, and not professor Kaller, felt off to major, and he felt he should learn the reason.
- To be honest, I'm not really sure if I should talk about this just like that. This matter is being investigated on Mathias' orders. Wouldn't it be better if you just talked with him?
Colonel McRae let the air out with visible contempt - he did not hide the aversion towards the project's chief. John wondered what was the matter there.
- This sly fox Mathias? So he was the one who interrogated you before? - Ryan said that with grimace. He always plays some games instead of being straightforward about things. My security chiefs went to him first since I couldn't, and did not get anything useful. I talked to him then, and that talk is the reason we are having this conversation. Mathias mentioned you are the one of people he trusts and that you agree with his hypothesis.
Now, that was interesting. Not long ago, when they were talking in his office, professor made ecverything sound like some kind of great conspiracy, and now it turns out he openly confessed that John is working for him - even if he did not use this very phrase, Ryan surely got it that way. What in the hell was Kaller playing at?
- Hm, so he said something like that? - Marlow asked carefully.
McRae kept looking at him for a moment, while cutting and eating two pieces of beef.
- Well, he mentioned that he shared his thoughts with you. Does this theory of his really makes sense?
- I'm not sure what you heard from him.
- Supposedly, it was not any kind of malfunction, but a planned sabotage. It sounds unreal, I thought we were good at taking them out...
John did not want to ask what he meant by "taking them out".
- The very first moment I heard about it, it felt hard to believe. But when I thought about it a bit more, I agree this scenario is possible.
Colonel did not reply immediately, focusing on his dish again.
- If this theory turns out to be true, it will put us, the military, in awkward situation - he explained - After all, we are responsible for security and the crew's safety. If it was a sabotage, causing people to die, it means we fucked up.
It became apparent why Ryan wanted to confirm this with John, and does not trust Mathias blindly.
- And this is why you had to ask me? You don't believe Kaller?
Colonel shook his head.
- It's not that I don't believe him. I didn't want to believe him. You see, we have different opinions about various things, and we often argue. This man always wants to have the final word, control everything, including military, and we cannot allow a civil to order us.
This was a human pride. A conviction that we cannot do something, allow something to happen, only because it may hurt our dignity.
- Don't tell me, you were not on the same page about the dock's security?
A bitter smile appeared on Ryan's face.
- You've just hit the mark here - he admitted - Our opinions about accommodation differed. We ended up with splitting the security too much as a result of Mathias' ideas. It would have been a different matter if we had more resources...
Marlow knew that very well, and while he would like the culprit to be caught, he did not expect the accident happened because of not enough soldiers within the dock. After all, even if they were allowed to go inside the vacuum chamber, movement is limited there, and they would have to be familiar with technical matters in order to not break something accidentally.
- I don't know if this will comfort you, but I don't think the number of assigned soldiers is the main problem here. First of all, we shouldn't have people who would do such a thing allowed into the crew.
The bitter smile disappeared from colonel's face, replaced by a grimace.
- I feel pathetic. You are the one who went through a horrible thing, and here you are trying to comfort me. John, you are a good man. I'm glad to hear you don't blame army for what happened there. Too bad you will be in minority. Kaller will make sure it's the case. He already made calls without consulting me. It's crazy how this turned out. He was the one to told me we were too strict about regulations and throwing out people we shouldn't. Why did I budge?
This was likely the reason why McRae was not present on the short meeting Marlow was invited to. Based on their conversation so far, he likely learned about everything after the fact. No wonder colonel seemed bitter. Honestly speaking, John was impressed how this man could stay composed in this situation.
Still, why would Mathias take such a step? What purpose did he have for that?
- It feels really odd - said major - What could he gain from keeping you away?
The grimace already left Ryan's face, but bitter smile was back.
- To me, answer is simple, John. One person less to make decisions, and share power with. From the very start, professor behaves as if this expedition was his own child. He isn't keen on having other people of similar standing around. If he manages to discredit such people, his word would weigh more.
- Still, why would he need that?
- No idea, John. We are a part of gigantic project, involving not only countries, but banks and corporations too. They may be saying it's all for the sake of humanity, but none of them does it selflessly. To put it bluntly, common goal is not a primary matter.
When listening to colonel McRae, Marlow got a surprisingly similar feeling from his words to what he heard from Kaller before - greed, jealousy and personal gain. They did have a common goal - a new planet to settle on, but no one really said how it will be divided should humanity take it over.
Who to trust then? Anyone could be an undercover agent working for some country, bank or corporation.
- You suggest Mathias has some kind of secret deal?
Colonel shrugged.
- Yet again, I'm not sure. I might have caught many people who joined this project to spy on technologies, Earth activists who wanted to blow the whole Ring up, and many others who were beahving suspicious, but Mathias is a tough nut. I simply cannot comprehend the guy. For some reason, he pushes to gain more power. Sure, there are those seeking power, having noble intentions. The thing is, I didn't notice something like this in Kaller... Still, the truth is that we are walking on thin ice here, so it's best to stay cautious and keep your eyes open.
McRae stood up, leaving the tray on the table - bots were taking care of cleaning, - and leaned over towards John.
- Just be careful and step carefully. This one doesn't seem to end up as an easy ride.
After saying that, colonel left, leaving John with the second dish becoming cooler. He took a bite, and it was really too cold. Good thing the tray had a heat up option.
While eating, Marlow kept thinking about everything he learned within a single day. If it was not for this tragedy, it was unlikely he would get to know about all of this anytime soon. Even though professor claimed he planned to talk with John about everything at some point, there was no guarantee when - if at all - it would have happened. Maybe it would have been better if he were not involved?
The worst thing was that people died, and because of others' greed.
Everyone kept speaking pretty words about the project, and it was widely discussed in news. No wonder it became the number one topic discussed among people. Nevertheless, these were only words.
People were fighting among themselves for thousands of years, even over the most stupid things, but the most frequently it all came down to power, money and fame. John did not want to think bad about Mathias since he respected him, but something was telling Marlow that professor is not really content with his current position.
Major himself understood this kind of ambition to some extent - after all, over all these years he aimed to make money to make sure he never has to go back to days when he was poor and struggling. However, recently John also started to think about fame and, by participating in the project, hoped to leave his mark in history, but no matter how much motivation he had, he never thought about gaining something at the cost of other people's dreams, or lives.
People often said that one moment, one second in life could change everything, and put it upside down. Marlow never considered himself to be superstitious, and never thought anything like this could happen to him, but here he is, feeling changed by this single day.
Heads were turning his way from time to time. Staying anonymous was simply impossible while being a part of the Future project, and John's responsibilities made it even less likely for him.
Not wanting another people bothering him, and asking questions, Marlow did not wait any longer, left a bit of his second dish, and left the canteen. He could feel people staring, but fortunately, no one accosted him. John definitely had enough for the day.
Ultimately, getting back to the room went smoothly, and he immediately locked the door with the code after walking inside. Until now, he never used the additional security code, using only the standard lock, mainly due to sense of security. After all, guards were patrolling the area regularly, and getting to living quarters required authentication, making you feel safe.
But it was until now. If someone managed to get inside the dock and set the bomb, they could easily break into someone's room. That is why John decided to take extra precautions, even if additional lock was not a big deal.
He took off his jacked and threw it on the hanger, before sitting by the desk, and taking out a tick, leather-framed notebook - his personal diary, used for noting down the key information from his life. Nowadays, most of people keeping diaries preferred to do a video-registry or PEC logging, and almost no one continued using antique "data carriers" such as paper - not only these were expensive, but also required a pen to write in it, making them less handy than electronics. Still, John liked his diary, or rather - his diaries.
Diaries he kept until leaving for the Orbital Ring, Marlow left in his apartment on Earth, properly secured in case of his death - all in order for them to not be destroyed, but available to people who would be interested in his life. Of course, he did not expect to be many such people, if any, but by doing so, he could leave a trace of his life that way.
The real paper and creating letters with your own hand instead of interface had a charm of its own. It was his parents who showed him this world by letting him use precious books and notebooks - family heirlooms of the sort, kept in and not sold despite their expensiveness. Major kept everything for all these years.
Leaving the sentiment for writing diaries out, he did not have much to write about, mainly due to nothing worth mentioning happening recently. Entries made in his diary since coming to Orbital Ring were short and limited to the description of works done on specific days, or notes concerning gatherings over a beer. Still, when he sat to write something now, he struggled to start.
It was not the first time he saw someone's death. To be honest, in the current world, it would be hard to find someone who did not see a person dying with their own eyes. Maybe that was the reason why it was not causing such emotions nowadays? Or maybe that was what he thought himself since he never cried since his parents passed away and became insensitive towards others?
When the mechanics died, he felt shock, even terror, but not the real sadness - he did not cry, he was unable to do so. It was unpleasant, but civilizational growth brought insensitivity to another level, and John was a living proof of this trend.
He could only imagine what kind of effects this tragedy will bring, and what will happen after the investigation of the cause. Still, one thing was obvious - the work on the project will never be the same again. Marlow picked up the pen and started writing.