3 Phaze was my second novel written during my lunch breaks whilst working for Ciba-Geigy in Horsham, West Sussex. It took me around a year to complete and was the first piece that I had written in first person. Now available in ebook for $1.99 3 Phaze use this coupon code to get it for $1 WZ72K
Set in the distant future it tells the story of one man’s, Tupelo, search to find out the truth of his identity, but there is a problem. Tupelo begins to experience ‘flashbacks’ not just dreams but physical experiences, some short and some not. Through these events he visits earth’s past, both that of ours and that of an alternate reality where the world was not destroyed by a meteorite but continued to evolve. This world is ruled by the peaceable homosaurs, beings that are direct descendants of the dinosaurs. It is here that Tupelo’s future lies.
In this vision of the future man lives a life of total leisure his entire life is run by synths – artificial humanoids. All the bliss is about to be destroyed by a centuries old virus that will reprogram the synths and the central control – The Green.
Time is running out for both worlds and only Tupelo has the answer but can he find it in time.
Sample text:
Deep below the Hudson river the heart of Histus began to beat again. A new life, a new program, a new purpose. The Green kick-started itself back into life and fired up the city. It was old, senile, its systems were not what they used to be: it had forgotten many things, many, many things, even some of its most basic fundamental instructions were hazy now. To protect and serve mankind, that was its original purpose, wasn’t it? But now it was faced with a new dilemma, these new instructions were a little too terse, more clarification was needed, maybe the Synths would have a better understanding. The Green’s thinking had undergone a drastic change; the shutdown had caused severe damage to its logic centres, it began to fumble, unable to comprehend, it farmed out its new instructions to the smarter Synths. Let man suffer a bit, that was all it was told. But what was a bit? An eighth of a byte? Or a short piece of time? Let the synths decide. They would know, after all they were almost the almost human weren’t they? So that is how all the chaos began, a simple instruction, a trifle terse perhaps but simple all the same, but the Green was even simpler now, so it let the Synths decide what would be enough suffering, but the Synths were only as smart as the Green. ‘Make man suffer,’ it instructs, ‘I don’t need him.’ The Green was old and senile, it was no longer capable of any rational thought, logic was irrational. It had gone out of its mind through mental decay, the damage was irreversible.
He is coming.
Slowly the beast awoke. A new malevolent monster. Doomsday was here. The flying eyes were the first to recover, their simpler circuits were easier to restart. They followed their new orders to the letter, ‘Make man suffer’ simple enough. As the power seeped back into the city, the static traffic began to move, the auto controls only responding to the Synths. Vehicles returned to their original courses given to them before the shutdown, sudden bursts of speed like a sprinter leaving the blocks, vehicles raced forward without any control, smashing into the next nearest object. Buildings were peppered with bullet-like projectiles as the vehicles smashed into them at unprecedented speeds, masonry and glass mixed with the debris of the vehicles and their shattered occupants rained down onto the sidewalks. The world had gone suddenly crazy, chaos was the order of the day, what had Dexter done?
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