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magic point in the size of objects at which the laws of physics change?”
    “What about superstring theory?” Ahana asked. “The two theories can coexist in that.”
    “True,” Nagoya agreed. The fact that Ahana was up to date on all the latest theories was another asset she brought to the program. “And string theory requires we rethink our concepts of time, space, and matter. It claimed that there are many more dimensions to our universe than what we see.”
    Ahana held up her hand. “But so far, only at a very small level with Calabi-Yau spaces.”
    “Which no one has seen and which have only been postulated with mathematical formulas,” Nagoya said, “Still, if we stop looking at the Earth as simply a three-dimensional object but accept that there might be much to it that we don’t see or understand yet, we might be able to understand there gates better.” He tapped the screen once more. “The muon emissions that come out of the gates last longer than our physics say they should. But are they really any different? Or is it our perception that is different?”
    “Relativity.” Ahana saw what he was getting at. “The muons may well be behaving the same as those in a lab, it is just that we are seeing them act differently. That means that time is variable inside the gates and on the other side, as you noted.”
    “That would explain the submarine Scorpion reappearing after thirty years and the crew not appearing a day older,” Nagoya said. “I think they were caught in a wormhole between gates. I think the gates are connected in an inner space where time is very much a variable.”
    “I remember when Foreman tried high-frequency radio communications through the Angkor gate to the Bermuda Triangle gate back in the early seventies. He was able to make contact when the laws of physics said he shouldn’t have been able to. The HF had to travel through the gates as the waves could not have traveled around the planet. If we could get an idea of the constitution of the world beyond the gates, probe from one gate to another, it would give us valuable data.”
    “We could send a muon emitter into a gate and see what happens,” Ahana suggested.
    “An emitter and a receiver,” Nagoya said. “We have to see how the patterns intersect. Could you rig something like that?”
    Ahana nodded. “Yes.”
    “We would have to use the Devil’s Sea gate and the Chernobyl one.”
    “But--” Ahana began.
    “Yes?”
    “The Chernobyl gate is hot. Anyone trying to go in there would receive a fatal dose.”
    “All the gates are dangerous,” Nagoya noted. “Sacrifices have to be made in the name of progress.”
    Ahana’s normally calm disposition gave way to an expression of shock, but if Nagoya noticed it, he said nothing.
    *****
    Eric Dane stood on the platform that ringed the top of the derrick in the center of the ship, looking out past the Glomar Explorer below him to the open sea. There was a slight breeze, and the water was calm. The sun was coming up in the east, a glowing orange ball on the horizon foretelling good weather for the day.
    The massive ship was idle in the middle of an empty sea. The huge derrick took up the entire center of the ship, towering over it. The Glomar had been built by Howard Hughes in 1973 ostensibly to mine the ocean floor for minerals. In reality, as Dane had learned, the ship was built for the CIA to try to recover the remains of a Russian submarine that sank in deep water under the code name Project Jennifer. The classified reason for this recovery was to get the cipher codes the sub used. Even that, though, was a cover story, Dane now knew.
    The Russian submarine the Glomar went after had gone through the Devil’s Sea gate and disappeared for a week. What was on the other side of these gates was something Dane and others were still uncertain about, but there was no doubt there were very unfriendly forces over there in the form of the Shadow. To the consternation of those