Sometime in 1958 on a winding road
It had not been a quick or painless death.In fact it had
taken 9 hours from the time of the accident
till the time Alison Crookes-Lambe breathed her last.
The Lambe side of her family had a habit of having stillbirths
and babies jammed in the breech,and Alison had gotten that bit of
unwanted Lambe history.
That was why she'd waited till she was 27 before chancing a pregnancy.
The labour pains had begun in her isolated cabin,and she'd
realized something was immediately wrong when her latest brainchild,the
Delajet X-15,using the connection to its human creator through the
electro-silver bra bodice and hip thermodress,had beeped a warning to Alison
( a undergarment Charly now wore under her blue dress a half century later )
Alison had staggered to the Silver Ghost,and its powerful 16 cylinder Merlin Superwasp engine had
roared into life.
The desperate mother to be had swerved from one side of the road as the labour pains had intensified,and
she'd driven the car off the road,through some bushes and down a steep valley till the car
had been brought to a sudden stop by a big boulder in the creek.
She'd been trying to open the jammed passenger side door
when she'd uttered a scream of pain as her babys twisted right leg and foot had come out of
Alisons birth canal,then jammed stuck.
The leg and foot turned blue and cold,and a sobbing Alison had known it was dead.
She'd grimaced at the dead object jammed between her bleeding legs but had
popped open the glove compartment and started flicking switches to the UHF B Transmitter
that could send simple binary commands to the Deltajet,which had been emotionlessly logging its creators
distrss.
Alison had first begun working on the quantum reality algorithms when she was 18
( the age Charly now was half a century later )
and as the failed mother to be lay there in the wrecked car,she used the B Transmitter to access a file
she'd put in a year earlier.
Alison could be a cold blooded bitch at times,and in one of those moods she'd instaled
a algorithm into the Deltajet to transform one of the Game of Change ( 1rst Edition )
into a exact copy of herself,down to the pregnancy,her memories and her personality
if the Deltajet sensed its creatrix had died.
Now,in a smashed Silver Ghost,bleeding to death from internal injuries,a lifeless baby limb jutting out between
her legs,Alison decided she could not inflict such trauma to any future
version of herself by forcing them to make her same mistakes.
So using the 101101011000101 code she made some changes to the hidden algorithm,and when the
Deltajet beeped a acknowledgement,she slowly sagged into oblivion
Meanewhile the Deltajet X-15 hummed and clacked away,rewriting its software code due to the new download.
Then it put itself into standbye,and the hum of fans in the hidden location died away