2024-12-20 “Nature Of The Agency” for Rebecca (born 1922)

Rebecca Flint parked her Fat Boy and got off. She looked down the alley that ran behind Tom Jenkins’s American Heritage Theater; it was unoccupied. She had been dumped into 2024 for almost two weeks, but she’d gotten a lot done.

She sold her Bay Ridge property for a cool $1.8 million. When she checked her income over expenses for rental from 1952 to 2024, she had another $1.2 million. Invested with some diversification to generate income, she could draw enough to rent a 1-bedroom in the Williamsburg area of Brooklyn and be more than comfortable.

Room and board established, she was ready to… She actually had no idea what she should do. But, her encounter with The New Order and what they said about The Agency convinced her she needed to keep an eye out on The Brookline Archline Moment.

She’d visited the theater twice. The first time with a Halloween black dye on her hair that didn’t wash out as easily as the bottle said it would.

She’d seen a few members of the Moment plus their handler, a Translocator like herself. She didn’t know what to do about it.

But her knowledge of The New Order and The Agency left her thinking she should… something.

According to The New Order, The Agency was far from benevolently trying to advance civilization. They had first started meddling in the early 1800s.

Supposedly, they had accelerated social and technological advances by centuries. Rebecca knew there were differences in many ways, but to her 124 and 1124 and 1524 weren’t a lot different. Animals pulled plows and everything was dirty. 100 BC and 1000 BC… she couldn’t think of many differences.

But… 1824 to 1924. Yes. 1924 to 2024. Also emphatically yes.

But why? 

The New Order claimed it wasn’t as idealistic nor altruistic as The Agency would say it was. But, it was the New Order that sought to un-instantiate… Her thoughts balked before they relived her deal with the devil.