An astronaut in an old pressure suit sits at a table, looking down at a silver chain held between his hands, while two other men stand near him in a dimly lit lab.

“Untitled 1” 1947 WE OPEN with a necklace laying flat and straight on a white table. Hands pick it up and begin to stretch it apart. The hands then stretch it back together again. This motion is repeated over and over again The hands then crumple inward as the faintest sound of nrplem nreatjomg os heard. We see a man on a pressure suit/ Quite an old piece of technology and no where near the level of high class technology an astronaut would wear. He isnt wearing a helmet and he has buzzcut hair. Someone walks in. “We are almost ready…is everything alright” “Yes everything is fine” He tries to wipe and hide his tears at the same time. “I can’t back out of this now. I just…I can’t…I don’t know how to describe it…” He tries to stand up with a full posutre but struggles to do so. What if this doesnt go right. What will we become if this works. Welkk become one hell of a powerhouse. We are doing this too early. They are not a threat to us yet, are they? Better now than later. We’ll become an oppressive power no better than the enemies we are fighting against. Are you a commie? No, I am an American who worries about our future. We can easily become the worst of the worst. The sound of a buzzer goes off as they both head towards the door. You’re going to have to make upyour mind in the next couple of seconds. With a deep breath, the man takes the necklace , puts it back around his neck and deep into his suit. He puts his helmet on and walksot the doorway CUT To a huge lab with Ver más