The invention of time travel and the corresponding discoveries about the state of the future, and all that has happened at Studio D, have been kept secret from the world. The world governments have all agreed to keep the information highly classified. The world at large will go on living without any knowledge of the fate that is coming. This, of course, is for their “protection.”
In an unprecedented move, a treaty has been signed by the eight most powerful countries. Together they will develop plans for restoring the destroyed future and then, when the time is right, relocate all of humanity.
It has been decided that any attempt to prevent the future destruction from happening is likely to cause more harm than good. Time travel to the past for any reason has been strictly forbidden.
Within 18 months a dozen new terraforming machines have been built, transported to the future and placed strategically across the globe. None in Denver. These machines are now actively re-terraforming the planet.
Humanity is on track to have a new home in the future within two decades, more than thirty-five years before the present becomes unlivable—provided the changes to the timeline hasn’t also altered that inciting event.
There are whispers, however, that things aren’t quite as they seem. No one speaks openly about it, and those that do, do so under the veil of utmost secrecy.
The President of the United States has disavowed any association with Walter Maize. The actions he took were of his own accord. He was acting as a rogue agent, actively undermining the President and the wishes of the world’s governments. An inquiry has been ordered to uncover the depths of his treason.
Trevor Camden Hill has been recognized as a hero by the U.S. and other world governments. Shortly after, he disappeared, falling completely off the grid.
Some suspect he was killed by the remnants of Mayze’s team or the people Mayze was working for. Others believe that Camden is secretly planning to travel into the past to change history once again. Not to save the world, but to save his family. Other rumors suggest that he is working for the government on an even more top-secret project.
A hundred and twenty years from now, mere hours after the explosion destroyed the terraforming machine under the Denver Airport, a hatched is kicked open. Half buried in the rubble is a steel-reinforced recycling container. As the door flies open, a leg immerses, followed by a bruised and battered—but very much alive man.
Walter Mayze emerges with a broken leg and arm. He had fallen feet first into the exhaust port of the terraforming machine, which—luckily for him—was equipped with a filtering mechanism similar to the one on the intake side.
Upon coming to a stop in front of the filter, his body mass triggered the wipe, pushing him into the recycling container. Seconds later the explosion ripped the terraforming machine apart. The recycling container was blown across the room, and Mayze got pretty battered inside but managed to survive.
Above him, he hears a familiar thump and escalating hum. Mayze looks up to see the ceiling transform into a series of crisscrossing laser lights. An opening appears in the middle, and several ropes drop through from above, dangling to the ground nearby. Three men in dark lifesuits drop down the ropes. Mayze is quickly harnessed, and within seconds all four men are lifted up through the portal opening.
The hole closes, and the lights disappear, Mayze safely on the other side.