AlphaD Side Story #1: First Day at the Edge

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AlphaD Side Story #1: First Day at the Edge

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Alpha D Side Story #1: First Day at the Edge

Dan adjusted his tie in the elevator’s mirrored wall, wondering if he looked more like a research analyst or a kid who had somehow wandered into the Pentagon. The badge clipped to his belt read: “D. Mann – R&D Division.” It was official. He was no longer a grad student buried in thesis papers and coding sprints. He was now an employee of the Strategic Innovation Directorate—a hush-hush government agency that lived in the shadows between science fiction and national security.
The building in Arlington looked ordinary from the outside—glass, steel, and security cameras—but the inside was anything but. The lobby alone had holographic displays rotating through technical schematics, battlefield simulations, and classified project names like “Sable Suit” and “AlphaFuse.”
Dan’s supervisor, Dr. Rachel Thompson, met him just past the security checkpoint. She didn’t offer a handshake—just a nod and a brisk, “Let’s walk.”
As they made their way through the facility, Thompson gave him a rapid-fire overview. “We’re not here to maintain the status quo, Dan. We’re here to break things—safely, and creatively. Artificial cognition, directed-energy systems, quantum logistics—these are not buzzwords here. They’re deliverables.”
Dan blinked. “Quantum logistics?”
“You’ll see.”
They passed through a retinal scan and entered Lab 7—his new home. It looked like a cross between a server farm, a robotics garage, and a mad scientist’s basement. Engineers in lab coats argued over drone telemetry. One team was apparently training an AI to rewrite its own source code under ethical constraints. A sealed cube in the corner pulsed with light, labeled: DO NOT OPEN – EXPERIMENT 14B – NEURAL-MATTER INTERFACE IN PROGRESS.
Thompson gestured to a desk cluttered with data pads, blueprints, and what looked suspiciously like a prototype gauntlet. “You’ll start with Project Gatekeeper. Our models suggest there are topological anomalies near the Van Allen belts. We’re trying to understand why—and how to use it.”
Dan’s pulse quickened. He had expected bureaucracy, slow paperwork, maybe a few cold briefings. He hadn’t expected black projects involving Earth’s magnetic field and potential wormholes.
By lunchtime, he had been issued a Level 3 clearance, a secure tablet, and a warning: “Some of what you’ll learn here might not make sense at first. Or ever.”
As the sun dipped behind the Capitol dome in the distance, Dan sat at his terminal, reviewing decades of encrypted research. Each file he opened seemed to nudge the boundaries of reality just a little further outward.
He realized something then: this wasn’t just a job.
This was the frontier.