The sand slowly pours down...its grains one by one separate from each other, but then connect once again. Step by step, breath by breath, heartbeat after heartbeat, the man gets closer to the middle of the tunnel, and there is the sand, half empty; the man keeps on going and the grains keep on falling. Right before the end of the tunnel, just before the last grain falls, the man looks back; what does he see? Prologue The future--it promised a lot. Technology beyond imagination, unbelievable innovations, clean energy, a complete absence of crime, a notable rise in human IQ levels...all of...