Intro to project SM4200

Anton Malinskiy
4 min readFeb 12, 2021

The room was dark and filled with a beam of light coming from a single window. The air, filled with the smell of old books, felt thick. Each step produced a small distant echo as Doug approached the only thing in the room — the desk and its occupant.

“What brings you down here?” said Xander breaking the silence.

“I’m looking for a record, a very old one” said Doug trying to hide his excitement. “How far do our records go?”

“Well, sometime around the middle of 21 century. Who are you looking for?”

“Let me take a look” said Xander turning on his screen.

Doug stepped up closer to the desk overlooking the monitor which showed an infinite list.

“Can you show only those with the original DNA? And a neural scan, probably made by one of the first NRI machines ever”

Xander reluctantly obliged and showed the list of names.

“Yes! This is exactly what I need!” said Doug with excitement. “Aarin… Abel… Anton! Let’s see…”

The file showed a bearded man in his thirties, average height and weight but most importantly the DNA was fully sequenced and the brain scan didn’t have any errors.

“I’ll grab this! Thanks!” said Doug and rushed quickly to his lab.

Doug was working several months on a project codenamed 12A and didn’t have any success yet. As soon as he reached his desk he quickly entered the record ID and started the program. After the boot sequence, simulation engine started to construct the virtual world.

“21-century world was so much smaller! Why didn’t I think of this before?” he exclaimed. “It was just too much information!”

Doug started seeing the virtual cities constructed: Sydney, Moscow, Bangkok, Prague…

“This guy must have travelled a lot for his time”

The goal of the simulation was to gain insight into ancient people’s lives.

The machine continued the simulation and now was emulating the person’s timeline producing pictures, sounds and all the different kinds of feelings which were transferred to Doug immediately. He saw lot’s of math books and formulas on whiteboards which he didn’t make sense of. It was…

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Anton Malinskiy

Software engineer & IT conference speaker; Landscape photographer + occasional portraits; Music teacher: piano guitar violin; Bike traveller, gymkhana