Items related to Proteus Rising

Proteus Rising - Softcover

Dingus, Peter John

  • 4.26 out of 5 stars
    39 ratings by Goodreads
 
9780978523206: Proteus Rising

Synopsis

"On a vast Martian Colony in the year 2331, the authorities discover a movement that could make humanity obsolete. In a bold and dangerous experiment that began fifteen years earlier, two scientists, under the cloak of rudimentary genetic therapy necessary for life on Mars, planted a revised genetic code into a group of children code-named the Proteus File."

"synopsis" may belong to another edition of this title.

About the Author

Peter Dingus is a physicist. He received his Ph.D. from UC Berkeley in 1988, and has had posts at Ecole Polytechnique in Paris, DESY in Hamburg, and CERN in Geneva. From 1991 until it was shut down in 1993, he was a staff physicist at the Superconducting Super Collider project, in Dallas, TX. In the mid-nineties, he left particle physics to work in the field of Speech Recognition. Since then, he has been a principal in two software startups and the co-founder of a third.

Excerpt. © Reprinted by permission. All rights reserved.

The boy continued to stare with eyes a color Dale found unsettling. They had odd golden flecks that seemed to scintillate when the boy turned his head. Then the boy looked directly at him and the eyes seemed to go dark, as if the corneas were polarized. The doctor nodded and the boy moved to the edge of the sofa, cocked his head slightly, and reached for the plastic pieces on the table with slender brown fingers. As Dale looked on, the boy assembled the three-dimensional object, a sardonic smile slowly creeping across his face. He didn't even try the pieces in various orientations, something Dale imagined himself doing. Ben simply put each piece in its appropriate place, as though he'd had a diagram on the table next to him. When he had finished, the boy slipped his hands over the object, almost in a caress, then sat back on the sofa. Dale regarded the pyramid standing in the middle of the table with a sense of unreality. It was four levels high, with each stratum delineated by a row of large beads that seemed to shine in the diffuse light of the room. Each layer of the pyramid had one less bead than the preceding one, with a single red bead adorning its pinnacle. The solution of the puzzle had all happened so quickly and easily that it seemed almost anticlimactic.

"About this title" may belong to another edition of this title.