Chapter Twenty Two: The Theory of Capsules

"How long enough do we have? The capsules may have been stretched too far."

It was a Time Traveller, Raymund Davidson, of the Destiny Commission who was asking the question. He was personally interested to know the honest answer to this existential query; actually, all of them are now personally invested to make these rescue missions successful. They all pray that the Destiny of men, whatever it is, will be guided by the Spirit of Truth from now on.

Although Raymund was a protestant and did not believe in a Triune God, he has a complete faith that God will deliver the humankind from all sufferings, nevertheless.

The Destiny Commission was a futuristic federal government agency of the United States of America in charge of the science and overall safety of Time Travelling.

"There are different time segments that the Commission can use to avoid overstretching the desired capsules. It is very important to preserve the best route possible once the New World of America has been metaphysically located. For now, the physical form of the Peaceful Enclosures are significantly similar to the Time Capsules used in our mission of constant travelling. The dimensions of our different journeys are safe for now."

It was Dennis Orcade who answered the query.

However, there was a complete silence after that; the important point has been made. No matter how hard they reassure themselves, the major concern is valid and crucial for the government's main goals looking ahead.

"The future is no different from the past we were too afraid to live. We cannot afford to err in this magnitude again."

"In God we trust," Dennis said. "We just have to be very careful this time. The Theory of Capsules that we have developed is theoretically correct based on existing episteme but we have never been able to prove the hypothesis in its actual application in a controlled experimentation."

There was a murmur of agreement.

"How close are we in destroying time?" the other Time Traveller asked.

"We are getting there. But still not quite."

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