Here's the Prolouge for my novel. It will allow a bit of insight for those of you who have been questioning the book. It is also in my blog but no one bothers to read blogs anymore.
Hello my name is Chris Peterson a photographer for Google. I have sent this diary of mine from the future in hopes that the ancestors of my ex-employers will find this and hopefully realize their mistake. My plan is that upon reading these pages they shall right their wrong and alter time. I made some mistakes myself, mistakes that if I could I would go back and stop myself from making. I threw the world into chaos and without even knowing such would happen I killed billions of people. I know you must have many questions for me, questions about the future. I shall answer those questions and what I don't explain to you now will be explained as long as you keep reading. First you ought to know the time I am from, I am from the year 2134. I understand that you may be thinking that I come from a time of aliens and flying cars, but that is not so. Scientist accepted in 2045 that aliens didn't exist. As well flying cars turned out to be fuel guzzlers and with economic safety in mind we decided to abort production. But now is not the time for a history lesson so let me just explain one last thing. In your time Google is nothing but an online web browser meant for teenaged boys to look at porn and for fathers to search for Super Bowl tickets. But in the time I am in Google became a multi-trillion dollar industry and soon grew to great power. Not long after the end of the Iraq war in 2016 Google quickly acted and bought a huge stock of oil witch was very valuable at that time and made them extremely rich. After accumulating the proper amount of money and signing a deal with Toyota they quickly took over the automotive industry. From there they worked their way up and in no time owned practically everything including houses, stores, schools, you name it they own it. Now keep this in mind because it will help put together a few pieces of the puzzle in this journal. Now I'd suggest grabbing yourself a soda and some chips and sitting down in a nice comfortable chair because what you're about t read may leave you paralyzed.
