CHAPTER 110

MARTIN SAT DOWN AGAIN in front of the computer and opened his browser, doing a quick search on it.

There was practically no information...

All he found were a few texts from curious people and conspiracy websites, where loose information was reported about some secret government project, as always.

He read everything he could find, and even enjoyed the crazy stories and theories that were reported, whose narrative spectrum included everything from macabre experiments that were supposedly promoted by evil scientists to the intention of the American government to create an army of zombies to control the world. The craziest ones conspired that the experiments would have the intention of controlling people's minds, creating extremely obedient and inhuman supersoldiers and other even more absurd things. Martin was unable to take anything he saw seriously, that kind of subject was too much for him.

A few minutes passed like that. The investigation, however, continued slowly, and discouragement began to set in, since none of the information found was satisfactory. However, when giving up was becoming tempting, he had a trump card! On a completely unknown website, after countless paragraphs of mindless text about a project of the same name, there was an old, low-resolution, black-and-white image of scientists posing for a photo in a strange laboratory that looked more like the old science fiction movie laboratories.

The caption of the photo read:

"Photo taken supposedly in 1942, but it is speculated that it was actually in 1948. From left to right: Dr. Alfred Monroe, General Leslie R. Groves, Dr. Harold Moshower and the young scientist Robert Payne, known to be recognized as a neuroscientist decades later. Officially, the photo is from the time of the Manhattan project, directed by General Groves, but there are theories that the correct year is 1948, the general's last year of official service, because of Dr. Robert Payne, who in 1942 would have been only eleven years old. They are all dead now."

— Bingo! — he shouted, in a hopeful tone.

The photo was completely dubious, it could be anything else, but in the total absence of data and paths to follow, finding any hint of real information felt like finding gold in the bed of a murky river.

He did new research, trying to find out the whereabouts of each of those present in the photo, but nothing was found, except data on General Groves, a name known in history, whose service really, or only officially, he suspected, had ended in 1948.

It's not possible, there has to be something...