TDB Files: 'The Golden Needle' by hphoenix, literature
Literature
TDB Files: 'The Golden Needle'
TDB Reference: "The Golden Needle"
Serial Number: 0287
Containment Protocols: Low [See note 1]. Containment within locked, non-breakable, display cabinetry or simple safe.
Internment Information: Recovered from raid on suspected inflation terrorist cell in July 1952 in [redacted], India, along with several other active items [See note 2.] Lost during [redacted] incident in 1967, recovered subsequently in 1970 from the home of [redacted], deceased.
Description: A sewing needle, approximately 5cm long, with a maximum diameter of 2mm along the length, with an eye opening at one end 7mm x 2mm, of gold color. Actual spectrographic anal
TDB Stories - From the Foundation Archives, part 2 by hphoenix, literature
Literature
TDB Stories - From the Foundation Archives, part 2
Agent 72 watched the clouds stream thinly over the wing of the 727 as it descended toward their destination. TBD headquarters for the USA, located in Manhattan, Kansas. Well, truth be told, that was where the National Bio and Agro Defense Facility was, and TBD HQ had been sequestered on the same site, though only a very few outside the Foundation were aware of it. And waiting for him and his partner was a meeting with the Alpha chairman of the US branch. He knew his partner was nervous about it as well, but Agent 47 had evidently spoken with Alphas before. This was going to be a new experience for him. For most agents, Alpha-level perso
TDB Stories - From the Foundation Archives, part 1 by hphoenix, literature
Literature
TDB Stories - From the Foundation Archives, part 1
TDB Files - Agency Stories 1
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"Note 3: At least 3 casualties are still missing; assigned recovery personnel are attempting to track and
recover for memory revision, prior to probable death."
[Save and send]
He closed the laptop lid with a disgusted snap. A little too hard, perhaps, as it caused his partner to glance over at him with a questioning look on her face. She put her tablet down with a sigh.
"We did everything we could, 72." she said.
"I know that. But it's still frustrating."
He smoothed his black slacks with his hands, but the smooth fabric reminded him too much of the feel from e
I've decided to actually try to put some of my stuff up on here.....slow though it may be to get done.
As a slight tease, I'm writing a rather unusual take on an inflation story.....it may take a bit for people to wrap their heads around the odd juxtaposition in style and content. But I hope it is met with approval, if at least not scorn and derision!