The Final Frontier - A Lawrence Dilemma Multiverse (TM) Story

'''THIS DOCUMENT WAS UNCLASSIFIED BY PRESIDENT TRUMP ON 12/09/2019. ATTACHED IS THE TRUE STORY THAT LET TO THE CONVICTION OF ONE OF THE WORST DOMESTIC TERRORISTS THE US HAS EVER SEEN.'''

Popcorn, sir?"

My name is Kington. Jonathan Kington.

"Yes of course, how better to enjoy the hit 5 bagger 'The Deep' (1977)?"

Precisely, Special Agent Jonathan Kington, CIA operative. I'm the best at what I do.

"Enjoy the film, sir."

How could I predict it would come to this? My work as a Special Agent, all thrown off kilter because of a children's game? How could Minecraft be the key to all this?

June 5th, 2010

"Drink, sir?" the waiter asked.

"No drink, just a small cup of cinema grade popcorn, thanks," I replied.

"Alright Kington, " said my supervisor, sipping his beer, "let's get to it. A series of child murders have been happening, all over the South West in the past few months. At first we thought them unrelated..."

My popcorn arrived and I began to enjoy the story.

"Turns out all the kids play this game called, uh, Mine...craft?"

"Well actually sir that's not so uncommon. Without the guiding light of a premium video option many kids have been forced to turn away from the world of film into the world of prostitution, drug addiction and video games. If the government were to reintroduce VHS these problems would simply sol-"

"Look let's not get into that now. They all played together...on a server. But we don't know the password to get on. That's where you come in."

"I see.", I smoothly replied while continuing to munch.

"Your mission, should you choose to accept it, is to crack the password and infiltrate the server. Keep an eye out. You're the best codebreaker we have, Kington."

"I'm on it, sir." I finished my popcorn and got to work.

June 29th, 2010

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Incorrect. God dammit. Still no closer to breaking the password on the server.

But wait...what if...what if movies were related in some way?

I booked myself an immediate flight from Langley to Victorville.

June 30th, 2010

"So, what ya lookin' for this time then?", asked the genius proprieter of the Archive.

"I need something...something about hacking." I replied, keeping my voice low. The Archive was a sprawling superstructure, a cathedral dedicated to popcorn classics. Out here in Victorville was the prime location, with Victorville becoming the new Hollywood. After all, hit film The Hitcher (1986) had partially been shot there.

"Ah, well...how about this?" he asked.

A copy of verified 5 bagger Hackers (1995) lay before me, perfectly preserved in prestiege VHS quality.

Wait a second. Hackers. 6 letters. 5 bags of popcorn. 1995.

I entered the password for the server, 651995.

I was in.

Now to see what was going on.