Dr. Sebastian Von Pendulcog's Page

At this point, I feel it important to remind my readers the reasons for the omission of certain names opposed to the inclusion of others. During my time in the employ of the Military, I made quite a few friends and enemies. However, the means by which I left my employ have left myself in considerable amount of danger. This is why I do not include my original name in any of these writings.

I do not mention the names of friends who are still living for their safety. I am still in contact…

Although I had been to the ship yards many times previously, I found myself in awe of them for perhaps the first time. I could tell the Doctor was likewise amazed. The ship yards were, for the most part, hidden from the rest of the city. A large wall had been erected around them as a form of controlling entrance. By what the soldier had told us, it also seemed as though some control had been placed on exiting as well.

The wall stood some ten stories tall and was a constant project.…

We set to the task of creating the charging station and contact plates with a powerful motivation. The good doctor’s expertise was far from the electronic or mechanical, but his eagerness to learn fueled him. The length of time that it took to create the items was filled with conversation. We would discuss the task at hand, then the possible implications it could create for the medical world, then our own lives, back to the task at hand and so on. We were so consumed by our work that…

I was busy reveling in the excitement of my invention. I strolled through the town, not oblivious of the looks I was getting, but certainly not caring. A few children came to me, I assume to ask of the device on my face, but concerned mothers held them back.

I walked with my head high and a huge smile on my face. I began to test the capabilities of my new eye. I needed to know that it was as capable as the one it replaced. I made my way to a local hardware store and glanced over the…