It started, as many things do, with a book.
The Immersive guide to Automaton Theory to be completely honest. A huge, old, battered book full of diagrams and calculations that made Sinclair's head spin. They were supposed to be smart, weren't they? Soon they realised that this book was more than just conceptual. Yes, there were concepts that were not possible yet but much of it was possible now with the current technology.
"You sure this is all possible, lil cuz?" asked Ajax looking incredulously at the book.
"Most of it anyway," replied Sinclair leafing through and pointing out the possibilities.
"Well, then we should make sure to take good care of this book, where did you get it by the way?" Ajax asked.
"At a garage sale," Sinclair informed him as they tucked it into their backpack, "but I agree we should look after it. First, there is someone who can help us and I know where to find them."
They wandered through town Sinclair leading the way and Ajax lagging behind. They headed into the more rundown area of the city and soon arrived outside an old Georgian-style house. Sinclair pushed open the front door and had to put pressure on it as it creaked open. They opened their bag and put the book on the table. This was it. Someone would figure out what this book meant.
The Immersive guide to Automaton Theory to be completely honest. A huge, old, battered book full of diagrams and calculations that made Sinclair's head spin. They were supposed to be smart, weren't they? Soon they realised that this book was more than just conceptual. Yes, there were concepts that were not possible yet but much of it was possible now with the current technology.
"You sure this is all possible, lil cuz?" asked Ajax looking incredulously at the book.
"Most of it anyway," replied Sinclair leafing through and pointing out the possibilities.
"Well, then we should make sure to take good care of this book, where did you get it by the way?" Ajax asked.
"At a garage sale," Sinclair informed him as they tucked it into their backpack, "but I agree we should look after it. First, there is someone who can help us and I know where to find them."
They wandered through town Sinclair leading the way and Ajax lagging behind. They headed into the more rundown area of the city and soon arrived outside an old Georgian-style house. Sinclair pushed open the front door and had to put pressure on it as it creaked open. They opened their bag and put the book on the table. This was it. Someone would figure out what this book meant.