"The Science Police?" Anatoly looked up at that, his hand still on his rook. "I hope you will forgive me for saying that the future world does not sound very...welcoming."

He glanced back down at the board and moved, leaning back in his chair after he had done so. it was time to take the fight to Bart. He thought he saw a way to victory and he needed to set up the pieces first, before the way could get closed off.