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PostSubject: Conspiracy 1   Conspiracy 1 I_icon_minitimeTue Mar 26, 2013 5:36 pm

I do not have much time to write this out to whom ever is reading this. I also know many of you won't believe what I have to tell, but it is all true. I can't give out my name to protect my wife and daughter. First a little bit about my background: I did a stint in the navy and left for a civilian contracting job. I had a high security clearance from my job in the navy and decided to not let it go to waste. Most of the jobs I took were mundane and dealt with security of private businesses when the military contractor job ended. A few years ago I was offered a job at a laboratory that dealt with receiving signals from space probes. A friend of mine had recommended me and my security clearance landed me the job.

It offered stability as my daughter was in college and I was trying to save up for retirement as well. I could also stay in one place so my wife could get stable employment and meet new people. The job itself was easy as I received the signals from several probes and converted them so they could be read by the scientists and technicians. It also was a bit mundane, but at least it could get interesting when those signals and codes converted into images of the planets, their moons or the surface of Mars.

The focus lately was a probe sent to Mars and the images captured on it. The images themselves travel through space at the speed of light so it takes a few hours for us to get them. There is surprising little loss of the signals even though they travel millions of miles to the Earth. There also is a schedule as to when the pictures will be taken by the probe itself so we can be there for the barrage of images. Some of them are used as Public Relations so the people can see where their tax dollars are going. I also like to make sure the images and information is ready when asked for.

All was going well until my friend Randall Johnson found some irregularity in the time taken to arrive at our station. Randall and I became good friends when I joined the facility. He was wheelchair bound and had no other family, so my wife and I often invited him over for dinner or other gatherings. He was in his fifties and extremely intelligent with a wonderful sense of humor. He also could be very serious so when he told me about the anomalies I believed he was on to something. The first few days he just would tell me to write down all the times the data came in. I had the information about when the pictures and other data was sent and everything was hunky dory to me. "I need to see you. Come over to my house after your shift."

I immediately drove over to Randall's house after getting that message. It was a small house and cramped with all kinds of clutter and items. Randall loved collecting strange and exotic items as well as newspapers and magazines. The place was still clean, but just cluttered with junk. I stepped into his kitchen and asked him what was going on. "I have been on this project for quite a while and found something that is disturbing me. I have a different schedule from when the data and images were taken by the probe. We get the images and information two hours after they have arrived at the Earth. At first I thought they took the images two hours later until I saw the date of the schedule we are using. It was created after the one I found. I don't think I was supposed to find this one as I was looking for some old data on one of my former projects.

"I then did some checking of the data we get and found it has been intercepted. I looked at several photographs and found they were doctored before we got them. If we are getting those images straight from the probe, then how are they being altered? And who is doing the altering?" Randall showed me several large photographs and pointed out some digital repeating of the same images. He then showed me items that were darker than what they were supposed to be. All of it was evidence of tampering with the data before we even got it.

"Why would they even do that, Randall? We don't even know what we are going to be getting until we process the information. That would mean they are getting the information raw and then sending it to us after they do their changes. It doesn't make sense to even have us if they already have a team doing our work." Randall nodded in agreement with that statement. "Someone knew there was something up there they didn't want even us to see. They set up a very secret lab and sent us the doctored image data. This means someone has been to Mars before us, or there is life on that world. I don't know as I can't be certain. They could have doctored all the temperature readings as well as atmosphere reports. Telescopes can only do so much in that department."

I now wondered who we could go to. We had a department chief who seemed like he was the head during he Moon Landings. He knew just about everything that was going on and should be told of this. Randall was not so sure about it. "Richard Logan (not his real name) is a good man, but he might know all about this. I do not know if we can trust anyone with this find. If it is any of the two things I indicated, it would change how we look at ourselves on this world. Give me some time before doing anything." I nodded in agreement as I took several of the images myself to analyze them.

My wife didn't mind I was an hour late after I told her I was visiting Randall. I didn't tell her about the find, but gave a hint that it was something quite interesting and possibly disturbing. "Why not take it to Mr Logan? He always has done a lot for us and might be able to help. He did get us this house for a great price and got us that very low interest loan to pay for college." I agreed we owed a lot to Mr Logan so I gave him a call. He seemed very eager to see me and within a half hour was at my door. I invited him into my den office and showed him the images and told him what Randall's discoveries were. "Where did he find the schedule?" I did not know as Randall did not tell me about that.

"Don't worry about this thing. I will find out what I can and inform you when you come in to work in the morning." With that said, Mr Logan left the house with most of the papers and photographs. I kept a few for myself and did not tell him about them. I had a strange feeling about this as Mr Logan seemed a bit too calm after what I told him. Then again, he was not in charge of a department if he went to pieces over every bit of news. I then went to bed and figured I would find some answers in the morning. How wrong I was.
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The sun was shining as I headed into the lab shop where I worked. I could hear the music blaring from the radio and wondered who that could be as Randall did not like too much noise. I saw a young woman dancing and singing and asked who she was and what she was doing here. "It's too early for jokes. We have a lot of new data to go over and get to the departments that need them." The girl did not give her name and acted like she knew me. "Where is Randall?"

"Who? Listen, I had a rough night with the baby and don't need any grief from you." The young woman then went to Randall's station and started to do some work. I now was wondering who was playing a bad joke on me. I glanced over at the work cubical and could not find any of Randall's personal stuff. I told the young woman I was going out for a few minutes and would be right back. She didn't even look up as she kept on working. I headed straight toward Richard Logan's office and asked to see him. His secretary smiled at me and told me he was out for the day. "Mr Logan decided to take a much needed day off to be with his grandchildren. I have been pestering him to do so as he lives out of that office. He will see you first thing tomorrow morning."

Richard Logan never took a day off while I was working there. I didn't even ask about the new worker sitting at Randall's desk and quietly headed out the door. I told the secretary I had some errands to run and she nodded as she went on typing at her computer.

My first stop was at Randall's house. It looked a bit different as the grass was nicely mowed. I walked up to the door and rang the bell. An elderly woman answered it and asked who I was. I asked her if Randall was there and she told me I had the wrong address. I then politely asked her how long she had been living there and she told me a few years. I knew that was not true but saw the entire house had been cleaned with different furniture inside of it. I didn't want to cause a scene so I left for my house.

When I got there I saw a dark SUV pull out of the drive. I didn't see who was driving it but after what I went through I took no chances and ran inside. I saw my wife sitting on the couch with a dazed look on her face. "Who was over here?" My wife looked at me and asked what I was doing home from work. I again asked who was here and she told me no one. I then asked about Randall and she looked at me like I was crazy. "You know Randall? Bearded man who gets around in a wheelchair and tells us those funny stories during dinner?" Again I got a blank stare and my wife then told me I needed to take a long vacation.

I got to go right now as I hear a noise. I hope to get back to you all shortly.
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PostSubject: Re: Conspiracy 1   Conspiracy 1 I_icon_minitimeTue Mar 26, 2013 5:37 pm

I did this one before but decided to make some changes. It has a more mysterious aura to it and will just be two parts.
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