chapter 2

Soon after the leave of Esq. Mayden and others, the primitives of 21^st century once gathered around and began to chit chat eagerly. They were all longing to known one another. This being a very crucial period, they wanted support and someone to share their identity, past experiences and furture plans. Hence, according to that instinct, they have selected people whom they felt could be their companions (irrespective of gender) and began to express their minds. However, the chit chat just couldn't continue for long, as a unseen red alert beep started all around them. Being panicstriken, the primitives began to look around very confusedly. To their suprise, oneCMP by name Emory and one Globetrotter Dallan, whom they have come in contact soon after their resurrection, came by. Emory looked at all once and rushed towards a wall. She pressed a button, which extended a hidden screen. She typed some words and soon, the beep stoped. The much relived primitives relaxed a bit and began to breath normally. Dallan and Emory at once took the leadership and gathered in front of everyone and addressed them.

“There is no need to worry about the beep. First, kindly note that this whole area is secured with nonseen nano cameras and highly sensitive devices, which are guarding you. The beep you heard is called Vocalate. It is a sensitive device which records all the sounds made by you verbally. Of course, it has a limit and since you were chit chat with each other exceeded it’s normal reading, it gave the beeping alaram to notify us.” Emory said in a soothing voice.

“Does that mean we are not to chit chat loudly?” It was Mannar who asked the question very innocently. At once Dallan and Emory exchanged a secrect glance.

“Unfortunately,  yes Mannar. First please understand that we are in a very higly sensitive domicile as of now. As Emory said, all your conversations, actions and behaviours are recorded for scientific purposes. Hence for the time being, I request you all to control your yearning to know each other. Yes, it many seem harsh, but then, this is the protocol of our advanced society. Here people don’t talk, at least, so much as you do. As we go on you will understand things one by one slowly. ” Dallan explained with a smooth voice and trying to sound not least offended in any way. Yet his explanation had a rather negative impact on the primitives. Emory who obbserved this at once started to clarify in a sweet voice and a cute smile on her face.

“Not need to look so aghasted. This will just be for a short period. I assure that you can converse and talk, but please make it in a bit lower volume and shorter sentences. I have a hint. Perhaps a whisper would not detect or at least highlight your conversation and our Vocalate may stay silent while you do that. ”

“Yes please bare that in mind and one more thing, just for your information. We have another sentitive device called as ‘Symotic’ which scans or records people talking in big groups. So while you chit chat, make sure that you are not grouped bigger. Maybe, different smaller groups would do the job.” Dallan said baring his wonderful whithish set of tooth. This is a bit of effect on primitives and they all looked a bit relived.

“We will Mr. Dallan. Now knowing about your unseen sensitives devices, we will hencforth take control of our natural yearning to talk loudly and do it in whisperings and in small groups.” Mr. Connor from Canada (previous!) came forward and spoke for the first time looking at all the primitives.

“Thanks for understanding Mr. Connor, we appreciate that,” replied Emory looking at his breast tag which contained his name. “Further, we are going to help you all with some refreshments shortly, so please relax and feel at home. Also please change your dresses now. You are all supposed to wear special suits as of now. It is all sorted out in your own names.” She continued and smiled broadly once ponting her fingers to the neatly aaranged heap of suits in a big rack. Next both Emory and Dallan began to walk away in tandem.

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Soon after the CMP left,Elzinea  began to look around. Miss Sahara gestured her towards the door that had a title “Female Comfort Station”. Elzinea walked steadly and stood at the opening, which had a camera and stood in front of it. The camera scanned her once and then, she heard a thin blip sound of door being opened. Elzinea  entered the washroom and was taken aback for a while. The tioletary things were not like theirs (Time!). The washroom looked more than anything, but least a washroom. It was perfectly neat with fresh fragnace. Enzinea walked towards the ultra lean and comfort looking commode and tried to lift it up. She failed to do so and it seemed to her that the lid is perhaps struck. Indeed, it wasn’t as she then looked up further and noticed that they have kept a small handy digitalized tablet just at the side of panel near the commode. She took it hestitantly and touched its screen. At once, she heard a soothing female voice, “Welcome Elzinea  to the Comfort station, please press the buttons below for a wonderful excrement. ”Elzinea  being too stunned, tried hard to control her innerself. She felt as if someone else is in her washroom. Hastily removing her inner thoughts, she looked at the buttons below and pressed the button “Open”. Next instant, the lid of the commode lifted up automatically. Elzinea  sat and undid her suit and waited for long time to pass the urine. Once done, she looked at the tablet and pressed the button “Sterile”. Soon a semi warm water gushed under her back thigh and cleaned her private parts along gently. Elzinea  quickly fastened her undergarment and suit and pressed the button “Cease”. Next instant she heard the gush of fragmented water flush the inside of commode and slowly, the lid closed itself.

Elzinea  walked across and looked at the big washbowl with a hugh mirror reflecting herself. Elzinea  looked at the mirror for a long second. Just when she was about to go, she heard another female voice “Elzinea  you need to wash your hands and face. I also recommand brushing your hairs once.” Elzinea  turned around to find the source of voice, but found none. With a fast beating heart, she washed her hands and face quickly and used the paper napking to dry it and dropping it on the container titled “Wither Porter” and rushed outside. She just felt relief once she was out of the so called “Female Comfort Station”.

Well, on the other hand Ngai and Kim (both being theancient Vietnamese males) had had own their problems in using the “Male Comfort Station”.Ngai, being old and Kim, being not much educated, had their problems of operating the washroom utilities. However, Blain (the american boy) came just in time and helped them in understanding the advanced washroom etiquities and taught them to use the tablet placed near the Commode. Soon after relieving themselves,Ngai and Kim looked at each other in utter shame and walked out of the washroom with a big black heart.

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As said by Emory, two other junior CMPs walked in pushing the wheels of two big chest containing various breed of advanced food. They silently gestured everyone to move towards the big dinning area titled as “Devour Banquet”. Everyone, being hungry rushed hurriedly and seated on the soft cusion facing a tray in front of them. The two junior CMPs named Nak (Young Male) and Wadaro (Young Female) began to serve the food on paper plates. Little did the primitives notice that the two CMPs were finding it very amusing to do their service of food carriers. Both being humorous, whsipered many jokes and made low-voiced comments on primitves with each other while serving.

The food were much advanced and thin too. There were many small Pilule (Pills) on each and everyones plate, which was suggested by the advanced computer of advanced soceity. The male and female, who had big body, were not given any fatty food, eggs or meat. Instead, they were given fruits of various kind and health drinks. Although the food were majorly of low fat eggs, bacon, bread, fruits, half baked vegetrables and Vitamins and protien Pilule, it tasted good as the promitives were very hungry.

Mannar although being dissapointed about the type of untasty food didn’t raise questions. She did wished secrectly for such glorious tasty and variety food of her earlier home days. Understanding it only as wish, she quietly began to listen to the low-voices of two junior CMPs.

“Poor Nikko and Bohai, they just didn’t know about our advanced toiletries ”. Whispered Nak trying to avoid the giggling sound.

“And Elzinea  was scared that someone else is in her comfort station and literally ran out of it”. Wadaro chuckled once casting a secret glance at Elzinea  who was too busy in drinking her health drink. Meannwhile, Anton (male from Russia) and Osamu (Japnese male) who were the first to complain. “My plate doesn't have enough bacons or dried meats”, said Anton. “Mine too, I still feel very hungry”, added Osamu. The two junior CMPs looked at them with a whimsical face and consulted their own digital tablets. Soon Wadaro looked up and replied, “we are very sorry, but it is not just recommended to both of you as per our dictum. Kindly bear with us”. Nak looked a bit concerned and said, “however, you can request our Senior CMPs once, they might change their mind in your next meals”. Satisfied with the assurance, Anton and Osamju began to consentrate on remainging breads and health drinks.

Nak and Wadaro soon collected all the used paper plates and paper drink bottles from everyone and placed it in their wither porter container. They both looked at all primitives once and with a thin smile ontheir faces, they began to walk and push away their chest and wither porter.

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Soon after the refreshment, Emory and Dallan came with few more of theirassistantstermed as ‘Soothe‘ (Meaning nurse or earlier earth)’ by advanced world. The Soothe were carrying various strange looking metal boxes. They unpacked it one by one near the east end of R Stead A, where ten special beds (like in hospital of ancient society) were neatly arranged. Dallan once again gestured all to listen to him and addresed them politely, “we know, you all must be tired and are very much in the need of a good sleep. Nonetheless, we have to conduct few tests before that. Please understand that it is for your own safety and well being. Ergo please cooperate with us in conducting few tests. Our Soothe will call the names of ten subjects - err, I mean individuals and they are to go and lie in those beds. ”

The primitives all looked at eachother helplessly, but began to sit on the available cusion chairs waiting for their names to be called. Shortly, first ten names were called and escorted to the beds. Once the ten primitives were comfortable, the test began. The other four Soothes, named Walko (male and middle aged), Perry (female and middle aged), Curte (young female), and Stonis (young male) began to conduct test by taking bloods from the various organs of ten subjects. All the ten subjects were next given nano injections and after another ten minutes later, they did the tests again.The gore (blood) samples of primitives from various organs were again taken. Emory and Dallan read, compared and well-noted them in their small digital TabPan.

The tests and experiment continued with other eighty eight subjects in the same way. While doing tests on her Miss Sahara kept her sharp ears open and began to indulge in the low voiced comments from four Soothes. She clearly noted that they were continally referred as subjects by all the four Soothes. Few of the interesting conversations that Miss Sahara heard were: “This subject’s wound is yet to get healed and has very low gore pressure ”, “The Subject‘s blood is too thick and leisurely flowing”, “ Good recovery from this subject, all organs are reacting very well”, and “With good coordination of heart and brain, this subject is responding magnificently ”. Soon other new batches of ten were called and tested again and again.

The whole testing took more than two hours and thirty minutes. Finally, after being satisfied with the results, Dallan and Emory thanked all the four Soothes and smiled at the very much tired ninty eight primitive subjects. Dallan addressed them, “I know you all had a very long and hard day. Nevertheless, you all have been very patient and cooperated well. I appreciate that.” Emory smiled again hiding her stress and added, “now it is time for all of you to go and sleep in the quarters which has your name tagged. Please do not worry about anything and sleep well. ” Next both CMPs walked away with their four Soothescarrying all the experimental metal boxes with them.

Luckily Manar found that Miss Shahara is to sleep right next to her left side of the bed. With a long understanding look, both lied on the soft bed. Both Mannar and Miss Sahara couldn't sleep as there were continual uneasy murmurs all around them. Many were having problems with the soft cusions and CAC (Central Air Condition). The shallow lights also seemed to have adverse effects on all. Further every one had strong opinion that their sleep pattern has immensely changed (including time) in their mind set and were not able to go to sleep at all, inspite of being given light sedatives. Mannar turned at Miss Sahara and noticed that she was wide awake and kept on looking at the long walls on all four sides.

“Yes, they are everywhere.” Mannar said in a sad tone.

“And watching us and our all movements being unseen. Hmm, what a strange world we have entered into!” Replied Miss Sahara.

“Would this advanced world do anything good to us?” Mannar questioned very naively.

“It may or maynot, lots of things depends on us to. One thing for sure,we have to upgrade ourselves very fast or else, we are simply going to perish.” Miss Sahara said thinking deeply.

“I had such imagination just before I would die. I thought, the advanced world would bring joy to my life and maybe I am just wrong.” Mannar had no problem in recalling the last moments and thoughts of her own life just before her so called death.

“I don’t know whether you would belive or not, I heard many whispered talks of those four Soothes and now thinking about them in depth.” Miss Sahara said unsurely.

“Could you kindly disclose it to me.” Mannar at once sat up on her bed and almost pleaded Miss Sahara, who too smiled and sat up and looked at the curiosity of young girl from India.

“Largely they were about us. They were kind of amused at the way we lived in our ancient life. They thought we were very underdeveloped and primitives. I have heard them call us as subjects repeatedly.” Miss Sahara said in a very downhearted tongue.

“No surprise in that. We all heard the so called speech of Esq. Mayden, he openly referred us as subjects without any shame.” Mannar said easily agreeing with Miss Sahara.

“True, I also heard talks of them about our emotives. They take our ‘love’ and ‘emotion’ as hilarious. Further, I began to get feeling that they just don’t have emotives as we do. I perceive they are more like robots or androids (Read Popular Dictums – Section E).” Miss Sahara said further lowering her voice as if someone is secretly hearing their words.

“For me it is funny as well. I think they are cyborg.” Mannar giggled for the first time and that did relaxed her very much stressed mind.

“I do have a special inkling that these advanced society may not consider us as one among them. They might force us down here for a long time and that too, against our wills.” Miss Sahara said really being worried about their near future.

“I also began to think that Esq. Mayden is one of the supreme and powerful man of this society. The advanced community might just be his blind followers.” Mannar got into the facts very early. Although young and innocent, she was good in analysing patterns and behaviours of others, no matter how advanced they are.

“I recall some words uttered by those Soothes, they were talking about some secret nanoset or brainset project. In fact, they were whispering that this upcoming project would withhold all our emotions – I am now really getting scared about it.” Miss Sahara suddenly seemed extremely horrified. Mannar too, became very alert. But then, she has a good presence of mind too, which indicated that they had been talking since long time and  they might be watched or heard.

“Oh! Let’s not get deeper into that now. First we need some good sleep. Let’s try and get some before it is dawn.” Mannar whispered and slipped back on to her bed. So did Miss Sahara.

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At the same time, someone was really hearing the very personal low voiced chit chat of Mannar and Miss Sahara. He was none other than the popular gaffer Esq. Mayden. He smiled and said outwardly although no one else was present in his private chamber, “She is in-fact a rebel and showing italready. Mannar from India – I will keep a sharp eyeon you. You need to be curbed from the beginning.”

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