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Out of the fire of Earth attraction, beyond the limits of the world, where

and machine and spirit unite.

Born by the power of lightning, into the 21st century.

It is the end of the beginnings. It is the time of super force.

What is that?

What are you doing?

Zack, FX is on vacation.

Vacation? That piece of equipment allows him to relive memories with complete

realism.

How does it work?

Photoactive synaptic stimulation by means of an interactive cerebral

interface between the SS90 and the conscious will of the user.

Thanks for that clarification.

How long has he been under?

About two hours.

I hope I'm not interrupting anything.

Hello?

How do you shut this thing off?

He's not going to like it, Zack, but... What?

Why?

Why did you shut it off?

Because you were under for two hours, and... Where'd you get that thing,

Oh, Zach, this is the greatest piece of hardware to ever come out of Hungerford

Industries. Ever.

Better than the suit?

Well, maybe not better, but a lot more fun.

You know, Dr. Heisenberg down in neurocyberphysiology built it from a

H and I came up with.

You've got to try it.

What's it do at, uh...

It allows you to relive your past experiences, right?

Yes. But as if it's really happening all over again.

Vivid and new.

Home movies are the most extraordinary thought.

Sounds pretty good.

You were reliving your past experience.

Women.

Women?

Come on, Zack.

You have got to try it.

It'll just take five minutes.

Now think.

There must be some experience that you really would like to relive right now.

Now remember, it's just like being an astronaut, only it's inner space.

Cool.

As soon as he's done, I want to go back for another.

I just remembered something.

What's happening?

Zach! Zach!

I think he's starting to regain consciousness.

Zach! It's me, FX.

Talk to me, man.

Where am I?

You're in the lab.

What's the lab?

Who are you?

Who am I?

Mr. H, we have a real problem here.

Remain calm, FX.

It's probably only a temporary aberration.

I definitely don't like this. I don't know who you guys are, but I just want

get out of here. I want to go. Just calm down. Take it easy. Don't touch me,

please. Sit down. Calm it!

Zack!

Don't touch me!

What happened?

I momentarily shut down the neural link between Zack and myself. It caused him

to lose consciousness.

You've got to get him back into the chair.

Maybe because of Zack's telepathic neural link to you, his brain circuitry

different than other people's.

Therefore, the synaptic stimulation caused by the SS90 was undifferentiated

ubiquitous.

In other words, all his memories fired off at once.

Quite literally. His mind was blown, resulting in amnesia.

So what now?

He's coming too.

I've reconfigured the output on the SS90's photomic beam generator.

I'll attempt to stimulate specific areas of Zack's brain in order to induce a

series of memories.

Hopefully, we can reconstruct his identity.

Once that's happened, his brain will write itself.

Well, let's give it a try.

Huh.

Wait!

That suit. Those weapons.

Are you E .B. Hungerford?

No, I'm his friend.

So am I!

Not anymore.

to him Mr. H?

Only what needs to be done.

The saddest phrase of God's omen are the words, it might have been.

Oh my God.

Oh my God.

FX.

Where is it?

Welcome to the future. It's a nice place to die.

This is not good.

Zack is laughing at violence and death.

Zack!

Zack!

Come on, talk to me, man!

Here's Johnny.

What? What are you talking about, Zack?

That's weird, wild stuff.

That is really wild stuff. I did not know that. How about you, Ed? Did you

that? No, sir.

I did not.

What's happening, Mr. H?

Apparently, Zack thinks he's a talk show host from the late 20th century.

I'm afraid his neural pathways are so tangled, he is unable to differentiate

between memories of himself and others.

I think we'd better turn the machine back on.

Superforce, I never thought I'd say this, but I'm happy to see you. I got

message, Merkel.

Yeah, yeah, it's a big 10 -4 on my 10 -52. Now what?

I don't know. I can't tell. They come, they go.

Yes, they're right behind you.

Do not worry.

Our trap will not harm you.

is ablaze with a trillion tiny fires.

I can see it.

A mortal

mind is no match for me.

Zack is no mortal mind.

He's been to the edge of within.

Beyond the beyond.

He's touched the other side.

Well, come on then.

Now what?

Join minds with me, Zack.

I will help you.

Let's finish this.

She's there. She wants to drain your strength.

Her soul is like a black hole.

It devours life.

Oh, Mr. H., I'm looking right at him.

He's not here.

He's gone.

What kind of reading are you getting on him?

I've never seen anything quite like it.

He's alive, but... What's going on?

It's your voice, but it's coming through Zach.

Make it stop.

Very well. I've blocked the voice motor impulse. My readings indicate synaptic

fusion.

Zach's brain offers no impedance.

He has no will.

Hence, my thoughts are his thoughts.

You mean he has no brain activity?

Biologically active, yes, but functionally dormant.

The overload of his neural pathways has fused the contact points between

neurons.

This is all my fault.

I should have never put him in that stupid chair.

Play these stupid games.

There's no time for that. We must think.

I know.

I could get Xander. She could go back into his mind.

I'm afraid that won't work, FX. There's no mind for her to enter.

Only a brain's disorganized unconsciousness. A wilderness of

of form.

Wait a minute.

You have all Zack's memory stored inside you because of the Neuralink, right?

Yes.

Well, you could download them back into Zack's brain and digitally re -input all

his neurons.

What you're suggesting has never before been attempted.

Theoretically, it would be possible to reintroduce all the information into

Zack's brain, but it would be organized in a different fashion.

His personality could be altered permanently and unpredictably.

Well, look at him, Mr. H.

Any personality would be better than this.

We have to give it a try.

Very well.

In the beginning, the earth was without form and void, and darkness was

upon the face of the deep.

Turn on the machine.

Zach!

Talk to me.

I'm sorry, Essex.

It didn't work.

Zach is gone.

Viacom.