14 Trillions of Guesses in a Past That Never Happens (2/2)

”Holy fuck.” I say.

”There's also one for teleportation.” he says.

”I have to lie down.” I say.

”We are lying down.” he says.

”I meant underneath you.” I say.

He laughs.

”So, did you try to solve these impossible equations?” I ask.

”No.The physics works on paper, but I don't know how to build a computer that small.” he says.

”I do.” I say.

”Yes, I figured you would.” he says.

”Show me your math.” I say.

”Yeah, slight problem.I'm worried we'll get arrested if I send them to you.Spies and shit.” he says.

I laugh.

”Let me tell you what I've been doing.”

I tell him about Leviathan.

”Holy fuck!” he says.

”Well, you said we had to do something to slow the Darkness.That was the best I could come up with.” I say.

”Jesus Christ!I meant like 'We the people' not you and your drinking buddies versus the military industrial complex.” he says.

”Oh, sorry.” I say.

”Fuck!You're amazing!” he says.

”Maybe a little bit.”

When I told Agent Happy about Leviathan, he grilled me about my identity precautions.He was very concerned the National Spying Agency was going to disappear me.Doc-Danger just sends me his math.He has faith in my skills.Or, he figures I'm so fucked a little dodgy math won't make a difference.

We relax in the hammock, sipping brews and doing science.We give each other the occasional handy.It's everything I've been missing.

As we work, the design of the computers evolve.To keep them under a billion particles, they will have to be in a vacuum.Also, they will have to be miles apart to produce sufficiently random numbers.I guess we will have to use them in space.

I'll use a modified green sulfur bacteria to make the computers.They can manipulate photons without collapsing their quantum state.I'll hammer the impossible questions into the physical arrangement of the particles.The answers will be in the quantum state of the same particles.Only when the two are complementary, will they produce the same photon over and over again.

We need it to make billion digit random numbers.Doc-Danger is convinced that it will only work if there is a non-zero chance the computer could guess the right answer the first time.Anything else would mean we are sending information faster than light speed.Which is not possible.Well, nobody's ever done it.It's probably impossible.

We name it God Machine.