Is everything starting to make sense now? I surely hope that you got my last transmission that I sent you a few days ago. Again, I apologize for cutting that transmission short. Now that I am in a safe place, I can clearly tell you more of the truth that you need to hear. If anything doesn’t make sense by now, it should, by the time I give you this information.
Now, where were we? I believe that the last thing that I discussed was regarding the origin of Fountain Laboratories. I didn’t even start talking about it, did I? That’s right. I was just about to tell you, but I received an alert that they traced my location. Anyway, I will continue where I left off.
Regarding Fountain Laboratories, it took me a while to learn about it. From last time, I told you how I received the Fountain Treatment, which made me three years old again. Leon Alexander, the head of research then left me under the care of a woman. Her name was Anna, and she was completely unaware of my involvement as a test subject. From living with her for 15 years, I learned all I could about her. She was a widow. She remarried and had two kids. Most importantly, I found out that she was supposed to be a test subject, but she was rejected since they already had their quota filled. Instead, they gave her the job of caring for me.
When Anna brought me home from the laboratory that first day, I answered all of her questions, and acted very much like an adult. This body was annoying, and I wanted it to grow up as soon as possible.
Days later, after we were all settled in, I tried reasoning with her, regarding the truth of who I really was. That I was an adult trapped in a child’s body. She didn’t believe me, and thought that I was insane. The more I reasoned, the more this worried her. To Anna, I was just a gifted child who was delusional. She called it a great imagination at first, but it became a “delusion” the more I tried to convince her.
Finally, Anna threatened me by almost setting up an appointment with a child psychologist. She was about to pick up the phone when I pleaded her to stop. From that point, I stopped convincing her and kept my truth a secret. I stopped talking to her about who I was, and focused on who she wanted me to become. I minded her, keeping my secret hidden deep inside of me.
I seem to be getting a little off track. Getting back to the origin of Fountain Laboratories, I tried to get as much information on it as possible. This became my mission on a daily basis. While normal three-year-olds played with toys, I read books and all the news that I could on Project Fountain, and the laboratory that was under construction. Besides, I wasn’t really three years old at all. I only LOOKED three. I was 68 years old, for goodness sakes! In spite of her not knowing the truth, Anna respected me for who I was and let me read all the books that I wanted.
The years passed. In that time, I was collecting all the information that I could about Project Fountain and the laboratory. I printed off every article I could find and saved them. At the time Anna took me in, the Fountain Laboratory was under construction. Three years later, the construction was finished and the laboratory opened its doors to the scientific community.
Meanwhile, Anna’s life went on. I got along with her quite well, ever since I decided to hide my secret from her (since she didn’t believe it anyway). We had a great Christmas and she started dating the next year. A few months later, she got married, and she had her first kid a year later. We were a nice close family, and I kept everyone up to date with the Fountain information.
Just days after the new laboratory opened, more volunteers were taken and the scientists continued their research. Five years later, they opened their first public treatment center in the Baltimore area. At this center, anyone could get their stem cells extracted and get younger ones injected into them. It was still quite expensive, but cheaper than the treatment that I paid for. Oh, and I almost forgot to mention this. My aging was normal and I never got any younger. Anna, in fact, was required to call the laboratory every month and inform them on my progress.
Five more years passed. Fountain Laboratories now had 300 treatment centers in three different states (including Maryland, of course). The first treatment center was so successful that they started spreading like wildfire.
Anna finally decided to try out a treatment center, mainly because she was rejected during all the times that the Fountain researchers asked for new volunteers. She used the stem cells from her third child that she had: a 14-month-old baby girl. Fortunately, with the new breakthroughs in the research, the aging could be turned around anytime the patient wants. When Anna turned what looked like 18, her stem cells were extracted and then injected back into her. The reverse-aging process stopped. The husband got a similar treatment, only he stopped his reverse-aging at around 21. The children, of course, did not get any treatments.
Meanwhile, my attention was focused on school work. I was getting straight A’s at the private school that I attended. My interest was primarily in science and the biology of cells.
Two years later, I was still at Anna’s house. I was getting ready to move out, since I got accepted at Princeton University. This was about the age that I wanted to be. And it was about time, too! It took 15 long years for me to reach young-adulthood.
Anna, surprisingly, was still 18 since she got a treatment kit that allows herself to have a daily injection of her 18-year-old stem cells. I found this to be quite weird, since I was pretty much the same age as she was now. But regardless of Anna artificially stopping her aging, she was still a mortal. She was not immune from disease or any uncontrollable circumstance.
Most people however, didn’t see it this way. In just two years, the number of treatment centers went from 300 in three states to over 4,000 treatments centers nationwide. Even with this many, they were unable to keep up with the demand. Fountain Treatments became affordable, so just about everyone could get one. Fountain Laboratories had become so successful that they planned on launching Fountain Laboratories Incorporated in just a few days.
And just like that, it happened. Fountain Laboratories Incorporated went public the day I moved out of Anna’s house. The IPO was the highest in stock market history. Leon Alexander, the head of research for Project Fountain became President and CEO of Fountain Laboratories Inc.
After this, I went to Princeton University for a few years. I studied Cytology, since I wanted to get a job as a research scientist at Fountain Laboratories Inc. I wanted to work there so that I could get a better understanding on what this monstrosity was, and how I could stop it. I would also do this to win their trust, so that they wouldn’t suspect me.
After those few years at Princeton, I applied to work at Fountain Laboratories Incorporated. At this time, Fountain Laboratories Inc. had over 15,000 treatment centers in America, and was getting ready to go international. Upon applying, I got a job as a researcher at one of their treatment centers in Baltimore. Now that I was in, I could now see how Fountain Laboratories operated.
Decades passed. Over the decades, I was promoted several times, until I got a job at the world headquarters in Baltimore as research coordinator for North America. Even with all this experience, I didn’t consider myself to be an expert. I didn’t have to be. I only directed and coordinated the major research projects. The experts then gave me the information that they found.
Over the past decades, Fountain Laboratories Inc. has greatly grown and was now universal. The brand was known all over the world and almost everyone was using it. The exceptions, however, included the people who didn’t want any part in the treatments. These people that refused the treatment were called “one-timers” by all the others.
Around this time, it was around 50 years since I got hired at Fountain Laboratories Inc. My physical age was 72 years old, and my boss recommended that I get the treatment if I wanted to keep my job. Sighing with reluctance, I agreed to have it done.
After scanning my DNA and finding a match, they were able to locate some younger stem cells that I had from when I was three years old. When they found out that it was me, I was greatly concerned. They immediately knew that I was Bruce Everroot, one of the first test subjects to take part in Project Fountain. I was relieved when they didn’t question me any further. It was at that point that I knew that I won their trust, and there was nothing else that I needed to worry about.
With that, the treatment process began. Fortunately, I could stop the aging at any age I wanted this time. They then injected me with the stem cells. After two months of age regression, I got my stem cells extracted the day I turned 18 and got them injected into me. The age regression was stopped.
A century passed. Then another 25 years. During this period, the population was increasing, and the death rate was sharply declining. With this issue in effect, different solutions were devised to accommodate the increasing population. A popular and widely adopted solution was to build a network of gargantuan towers. Each tower would accommodate the population of a city, and would include shopping centers, residential dorms for families and a network of conveyors for navigation. High speed trains attached to suspended rails could transport passengers from tower-city to tower-city. Sound familiar? It should be since this is the world that we live in now!
Getting back on track, the solution was adopted, and the first mega-tower was built in Baltimore. They would start in the big cities, and eventually work their way to the smaller ones.
And what about Fountain Laboratories, Inc.? By now, pretty much everyone with a normal lifespan died. Most of the world had forgotten what it’s like to have one lifespan. The market was pretty much controllable, considering that mostly everyone has received a treatment. With Fountain Laboratories growing in power, this ignited a legal battle. The federal government funded Project Fountain, so they wanted to buy the whole company.
In the weeks that followed, Fountain Laboratories Incorporated fought to keep their company away from government control. They hired the best attorneys to argue their cases against Washington. But regardless of their efforts, the DC attorneys won. The government funded Project Fountain 100%, so they have the legal right to buy the company.
After this happened, Leon Alexander, the President and CEO of Fountain Laboratories Incorporated decided to run for president. With that, I was shocked. This was the same Leon Alexander that started Project Fountain. The one who took me from the airport to the laboratory on the day of my first treatment.
Months passed, and the Alexander campaign machine went into full gear. To make a long story short, Leon Alexander won by a landslide, and became the next President of the United States.
That’s when things took a turn for the worst. Under Alexander’s administration, he didn’t waste any time in setting up all his new policies. He eliminated term limits and free elections, so no one could remove him from his seat of power. He then signed all his Fountain bills into law. Every person who hasn’t received the Fountain Treatment now had to, or they would be killed. Stem cells now had to be extracted from every single person at birth. Everyone who had received the treatment could not die. If they did, the family of the one responsible would be required to pay a heavy fine. The old dating system was discarded, and everyone was required to use the new Fountain Era calendar. The year was 200 FE (2220 A.D.) when this all happened.
Since then, things got worse and several centuries passed. The population increased and the people started to abandon the crowded cities to live in the new tower-cities. Leon Alexander met with the other world leaders and created the Fountain Collective. Leon would serve as the leader of the Collective, with the other world leaders reporting to him. With the limited freedom, the oppression grew and the outcry began.
After a few more centuries, the outcry grew even more. Groups of people began to secretly settle in the abandoned cities. Women had children for the sole purpose of having offspring that would be free from the Fountain Treatments. The government wouldn’t have their DNA, so their location couldn’t be traced.
During the next millennium, I used the Fountain Treatments to remain 18. Day by day, I felt powerless. Everything began to lose its meaning and purpose. For what reason was man given the authority to prolong their age? To what ends will the men seek to accomplish and for what purpose? There is a reason why our days were numbered. While eternity is meant for everyone, man has no right to fix the chasm that separates life from death. Various things can still harm him. Disease can still destroy him. The ends they pursue are a foolish one. Their unending desire for power has led them in their attempt to control the human race. When will God repay the wickedness of these men? How long will I remain in this prison of flesh and bones?
When that millennium ended, I totally despised the Fountain Treatments. I didn’t receive any again until I became old. From this point on, I only used it as a means to survive. I still had a mission. To destroy this monstrosity that has poisoned the human race. This kept me living on, decade after decade. Century after century.
A few more millenniums passed. The outcry grew even more. There were now millions of people who opposed the Fountain Treatment, and have never received it. They occupied the abandoned cities of the world and have created an underground economy to support one another. Several wars have broken out against them, with agents hired by the Fountain Collective to destroy all the dissidents.
As the centuries passed, the resistance grew against the Collective. It grew to a point where it angered the Collective. Tired of their opposition getting in the way, the Fountain Collective launched an all out assault on the opposers. The year was now 8600 FE (10620 A.D. on the old timeline, which is the notation you’re probably less familiar with). From all my experience in being the first test subject, I was hired to serve as one of the agents. Since agents work alone, my cover would be safe for a little while.
In one of my missions given from headquarters, I came across a city of new refugees. These were a new group of people who escaped the tower-cities around Chicago. When I entered, I shut off my communicator and held up my hands, telling them that I came in peace. To gain their trust, I disarmed myself of all the weapons I had on me.
Over a period of weeks, I got to know the people of this city. This was the same city that you grew up in, and I met your dad there. The city still had problems with the portable treatments. I guess old habits can be hard to break. This was especially true with your mom and dad, which I tried to convince for a few years. I also convinced the other people in the city. Some stopped while others didn’t. These people were planning on uniting to destroy the Fountain Collective and the stem cell formula that started everything.
In that time, I was found out. Since I betrayed them, their orders were to hunt me down and kill me. For several decades, I went into hiding. Every now and then, I sent messages to your parents (like what I’m doing with you right now), begging them to stop using the treatments. Finally, about 70 years later, they stopped.
Since you’ve been born, things have gotten a lot more intense. The Fountain Collective is now everywhere, giving me fewer and fewer places to hide.
Now I understand that you have only used the Fountain Treatment once since my first transmission to you was sent. This was a couple months ago, before I could contact you. I apologize for the delay. With everyone going into hiding and changing their information, it took me a while to find your frequency. You are but a lad, but don’t let that slow you down. You may look 10, but deep down, I see that man of 30 that you are.
Again, I implore you. Don’t accept the treatments and don’t listen to their lies! If what I have shared with you hasn’t convinced you of the truth by now, nothing will.
Be strong and courageous. I know that we can…. Oh no! They have come!
Run for your life, my dear Jonathan! Run and hide before they
August 2, 10720 A.D.
©2012 K. L. Walker