Musings From A Demented Mind by Derek Ailes, James Coon Page B

soldiers and then back at Agent Venable.  “I have no memory of this.”
    “They’re heading for the base.  We must stop them before they get there.  We’ll send a transport to pick up you and your men.”  Agent Venable walked away and a few seconds later the black helicopter took off.
     
    “Their short term memories were erased,” Rick said as he talked to Malcolm on the phone.
    “Any ideas?”  Malcolm asked.
    “They most likely ditched the van by now.  Does Dave Alexander have a cell phone or a laptop we can track?”
    “Wayne is checking now.  Yes, he has a tablet and it is active.”
    “We’ll be able to track him.”
    “Sir, what about the device he used?  Won’t we be vulnerable to it, as well?”  Marilyn asked, concerned.
    “We’ll have no choice but to wait for them to make their move on the base.  We’ll have to catch them off guard.”  Rick answered.
     

 
                    Edwards Air Force Base
                          Area 51, Nevada
     
    Malcom and Wayne stood next to the J’onn 6 waiting for Mason Parsons to finish disabling it.  He opened the hatch and climbed down the side.
    “It’s done.  I disconnected the computer mainframe.  It’s not going anywhere without this.”  He showed them a small component about the size of a thumb drive.
    “Now what?”  Wayne asked.
    “We find a way of defending ourselves from that weapon of theirs.  If we could learn how to replicate their technology, we would possess the perfect weapon to defend this country from future terrorist attacks,” Malcom answered.
    “And make a fortune in the process,” Wayne added.
    “Of course,” Malcolm said with a greedy smile.
    Mason stared at Malcolm suspiciously.  He didn’t get assigned to Area 51 to develop weaponry.  He was only interested in technological advancements to better mankind, not destroy it.  He looked at the J’onn 6.  Space exploration was the future.
    “If we possessed their time traveling technology, we could go back in time and rewrite history for the good.  Stop terrorist attacks before they happen.  Imagine the possibilities,” Malcolm said, his greedy smile getting bigger.
    Mason stared at him.  He pondered the dangers Malcolm could cause with that type of technology.  He would have to be stopped.  He looked back toward the J’onn 6.  He would have to devise a plan for when the time travelers were captured.
    “Mason, is there something wrong?”  Wayne asked.
    “No, just imagining the possibilities,” Mason said and walked out of the hangar.

                    Groom Lake Road
     
    “Restricted area.  No trespassing beyond this point,” Dave read as he stood in front of the sign on the road leading to Groom Lake where Area 51 was located near.
    “We should be close enough for me to hack into the tranzer’s computer,” Garth said as he hacked into the base’s computer via the tablet.  He looked confused.
    “What’s wrong?” Melinda asked.
    “I can’t access its systems.”
    “They must have prepared for this,” Jepkins said.
    “Now what?”  Kendra asked.
    “We only have one option,” Garth said sadly.  “We must get captured.”
    “Captured?  Are you crazy?”  Dave looked at him angrily. 
    “If we can get inside the base, we can get to the tranzer.”
    “Insanity.”  Dave leaned against the sign, shaking his head in disbelief.  “Do you have a plan?”
    “First, we let them take us,” Garth said as a black helicopter landed on the road behind them.
    “I guess we aren’t left with a choice,” Dave said.  “I hope it’s a good plan.”

                Edwards Air Force Base
                          Area 51, Nevada
     
    “Agent Venable has them,” Malcolm said excitedly.
    “They didn’t put up a fight?” Wayne questioned.
    “Not at all.  They must have realized they were beaten after we disabled the J’onn 6.”
    “Seems