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extra-strength Tylenol. He poured four Tylenol into his huge but barely functioning right hand and tossed all four into his mouth, washing them down with a large belt of  Imperia Vodka straight from the bottle.
    Vladimir Vakhrusheva had successfully adapted the skills that he had learned and perfected for the benefit of a now-defunct government to the new free-market economy which now dominated northern Asia. He had learned quickly that those skills were exceedingly valuable to his new, powerful, entrepreneurial benefactors. But still, the only mark of his success in Russia's post-perestroika free-for-all, was his rather quick transition from cheap Polish potato vodka to the finest quartz-filtered,  Imperia Vodka made from the rarest wheat according to Mendeleev's original formula.

 
    CHAPTER II.
     
    Dr. Douglas Bayron was also a fan of Mendeleev. In fact, he kept a large poster of the periodic table hanging in his lab. It was something of a totem for him--a source to trace all of his understandings of the world back to. It was a daily reminder that all things, no matter how complex, were merely amalgamations of simpler things. It reminded him that there is simply no limit to the number of simple things there are in the world. It inspired his belief that all things in nature had orders and values and properties waiting to be discovered.
    Myra had noticed that Dr. Bayron had changed since starting the project, but she did not realize that he had grown to look something like Mendeleev too. To her, it seemed that he had become a caricature of sorts-- a mad-scientist whose drive and intensity blinded him to even the face he saw in the mirror.
    His lab, however, was meticulously maintained and orderly. It consisted of ten thousand square feet of highrise office space. One thousand square feet was fully occupied by the processors, servers, and RISC arrays that had already modeled billions of human brain cells in three dimensions. Another one thousand square feet was dedicated to high-speed, high density, data storage which long ago had exceeded one thousand petabytes making Bayron and his staff part of a very small group of people throughout the world to use the word "exabyte" on a daily basis.
    Another three-thousand square feet was inartfully referred to as the sausage factory. It was in this portion of the lab, divided into twenty-five grey cubicles, that some of the most skilled renderers in the country sat, day in and day out, assigning attributes to each identifiable component on the detailed, three-dimensional MRI of Smith's brain.
    The remainder of the space included conferencing facilities, Bayron's personal office, an engineering and fabricating lab, and a combination examination, operating, and recovery room, which was nicknamed, "the infirmary". On Smith's instruction, Myra had relocated all of the other offices that had been on the same floor as the lab to other floors so that the lab could be quickly and easily expanded as necessary.
    Dr. Bayron, applying the theories of co-relational/oppositional holographic memory and processing which had won him a doctorate many years ago, spent most of his time assigning attributes to the empty spaces in between the cells which his assistants had successfully rendered. Those empty spaces used to be called "nothing" until science gave lie to that description.
    As a research scientist at MIT, a young Dr. Bayron, barely 24 years old, had posited the theory that the higher functions of the mind, emotions, abstract reasoning, synesthetic sensory convergence (the ability to "taste" a steak immediately upon hearing it sizzle on a grill, for instance), all occurred in the empty spaces of the brain in which the invisible forces of nature like relative gravity and micromagnetic pulls operated to process non-linear, non-binary information instantaneously.
    When the scientists operating the Large Hadron Collider at CERN discovered that empty space actually has some measurable mass, Bayron