CONTENTS
Guide
-Cals research into the web of corporate Dyad
-Did he know more than he let on before coming into the field?
PROJECT LEDA
If you are reading this, then you are about to learn a great deal about something that has been one of the most closely guarded secrets of this young century. Though in truth the secret goes back to the 19th century...
Forgive me, but this is difficult to write. My name is Delphine Cormier, Im an immunologist, but my job titles of late have ranged from interim CEO of the Dyad Institute to geneticist.
Two years ago, I was hired as a Special Research Assistant to Dr. Aldous Leekie, whose name you might recognize as the author of the pop-science book Neolution: The New Science of Self-Directed Evolution . What you, theoretical reader of this material, likely do not know is that there is nothing new about Neolution. It was founded in the 19th century by a visionary named P.T. Westmorland, who first proposed self-directed evolution in his book On the Science of Neolution . That book, however, is known only to a few academics and fringe scientists, unlike Aldouss tome, which brought the concept to the masses.
However, Aldouss movement and the Dyad Institutewhich engages in cutting-edge, sometimes illegal genetic researchare only a small part of a much larger organization. The true face of Neolution.
Most of the information I have collected herein relates to the most ambitious project undertaken by Neolution and the Dyad Institute: Cloning.
Long assumed to be the realm of science fiction and Scottish sheep, human clonesor genetic identicals, as theyre less vulgarly calledhave, in fact, been a reality for three decades, thanks to the work of Neolution in general, and the work of doctors Susan and Ethan Duncan in particular. Through Project Leda, they successfully implanted genetically identical fetuses in women around the world via fertility clinics all over the world. As a result, there are now dozens of women who look the same, have the same DNA, and the same voice, though they have been born and raised in different places throughout the globe.
Those genetic identicals have been monitored by Dyad, originally supervised by Aldous, and his team of monitors. Aldous groomed one clone, Rachel Duncan, to be self-aware. She is one of the Leda clones, the only one who was intentionally self-aware, as she was raised by Susan and Ethan Duncan.
One set of genetic identicals in Europe became self-aware in 2001, and they wound up being killedon Rachels order, horrifyingly enough. There were 36 casualties, one survived, however, and Veera Suominen (also known as M.K.) reached out to another of her sisters in Canada a few years after that, a police detective named Beth Childs. Beth in turn reached out to Cosima Neihaus in the United States, Katja Obinger in Germany, and Alison Hendrix also in Canada.
My own involvement began when I joined Dyad as Aldouss Special Research Assistant, and he assigned me to be the monitor for Cosima. That put me in contact with other sistersincluding two who had managed to be raised outside the purview of Project Leda, a grifter named Sarah Manning and an assassin named Helena. Helena, under the influence of the Proletheans, a rabid religious sect, murdered several of the Leda clones, including Katja, before realizing the error of her ways and finding her twin sister, Sarah.
Soon, I became far more attached to Cosima than the monitor/subject relationship would normally permit. I also came to realize that there were many competing agendas that I needed to navigateAldouss, Rachels, Dyads, the cabal that ran Topsides, and ultimately Neolutions, under the bizarre leadership of a man claiming to be P.T. Westmorland himself. After Aldouss death, I was assigned to take his place, and after Rachel was incapacitated, I was promoted to interim CEO.
But my relationship with the Leda clones has proven problematic. As have those competing agendas I mentioned, as well as difficulties caused by the Proletheans and the other cloning program, Project Castor, which created male genetic identicals, most of whom were raised in a more controlled military environment.
In addition, all the genetic identicals faced a crisis, a disease ravaging them. Our race to find a cure was impeded by those who wished to destroy the work we have done.
If this sounds confusing, you are not alone in believing that. I myself have had difficultywhich is why I began compiling the information contained herein. Attached are transcripts, files, reports, e-mails, articles, websites, excerpts, and so much more. I originally started to compile it in order to help keep track of the labyrinthine twists and turns that my life with Project Leda had become. I later came to view it as an important record of what we have all been through.
To that end, I have gone so far as to include my own diary entries. Many of the conflicts that I and the Leda clones have navigated since we all became aware of the project have been due to its secrecy.
For a time, I was forced to leave this in Cosimas hands, as I was in fear for my life. In fact, I was shot, and left for dead, though I was rescued and taken to Revival, the Neolution headquarters, where they brought me back to health. After healing from my injuries, I became Revivals country doctor, and eventually was reunited with Cosima, who continued to compile this documentation.
Now it stands as a record of the extraordinary journey of Project Leda, of cloning, of Neolution, and of the lives of several sisters fighting for their lives.
Whoever you are, dear reader, I hope that this material proves useful to you. I also hope that it convinces you. This is not fiction. I wish that it were.
Dr. Delphine Cormier
EMPLOYEE PERSONNEL RECORD
SECURITY LEVEL: Employment Suspended
STATUS REGULAR PART TIME TEMPORARY
Employment Status: Classified
Position: Head Immunology - Chief Executive Officer
Details:
Place of Birth: Lille, France
Date of Birth: 21/12/84
Nationality: French
Education: LMGM, Paris
From the diary of Dr. Delphine Cormier, University of Minnesota
I have seen her. Walking across the courtyard from her first class this morning, her expression thoughtful, her book bag casually thrown over her shoulder. I had seen photographs, of course; I knew she wore clunky glasses and her hair in a youthful, dreadlock style, that her clothes would be dynamic and colorful. I knew she would be 1.63 meters tall, that she would weigh 50 kg. that she was coming away from a neurobiology class; I knew what to expect... But I was not prepared for her insouciant manner, the way she squinted and smiled up at the gathering rainclouds, aware of the gray weather in a way that the other students missed, immersed in their phones and conversations. I did not think she would kick at an early pile of leaves. She walks loosely, comfortable in her skin, her face as open and expressive as Ms. Hendrixs is closed. It was a strange, exciting moment, seeing her for the first timeI am a spy, and here is my target!but I am anxious, too.