29th, october, 2010. RED BRICKS
Carson town was a big place, Large buildings some 20 stories high, There where supermarkets, Cinemas, shops. All the things you would expect in a large town. Although there was a variety of buildings they where all the same colour, built with the same material. Red bricks. It had the strange effect of making the whole town look very similar all over. Like the architect had molded the whole town with only a few varieties of plasterseen. The weather was similar in the fact that it was almost always gray and foggy, not so much on street level but higher up just above the highest buildings so that the sky was a perpetual glaring gray.
“Of course there is something going on, you just need to open your eyes and look around you. This place is positively oozing secrets and conspiracy” Windows said to his friends with gusto. Windows was the only one at the restaurant who was not over weight and the only one standing up. His friends consisted of 5 chubby men who slouched in their chairs around the table. “Come on Windows, give it a rest just sit down and eat something you’re looking a bit skinny” one of his friends laughed. Windows picked up the menu and shock it above his head “tell me this, why have we never had a change in the menu, it’s always the same. Nothing fresh, all this stuff you can buy at the super market and even there they never have new or fresh things in stock, it’s always tinned stuff or fake meat” Windows said. “That is a good point” said another of his friends as he heaved himself up right looking disapprovingly at the plate in front of him. “It’s either fake stake with gravy and these soggy beans or fake chicken in curry with hard broccoli” He said. “Exactly, so why isn’t there any fresh food? We only live a short distance from the countryside and as far as I know there are farms out there” Windows posed the idea. Windows looked down as his friends no longer willing to listen they had begun to eat from their plates. The restaurant was full of people all shoveling in their food. Windows grimaced involuntarily as he suddenly compared them to ravenous pigs munching from dirty troughs, then he thought with a sinking heart that he had never seen a real pig in his life only on nature programs on the TV. He gave up and sat down and began to eat his dish of rice soup with sour pickled vegetables.
After the meal windows and his friends slowly walked out of the restaurant into the wide quiet streets. The livid red of the buildings and the glaring sky was unnatural and stark. Windows almost started talking about how the wind always starts to blow a few seconds after you come out of a building but he didn’t. He knew he annoyed his friends with his idea but there were just so lazy and boring, if it wasn’t for their monotonous cynicism which was as close to animated as they came they might as well just have been like the pigs he had never seen. Everyone in this town just eats works and sleeps and watches TV. It would not bother him so much if they were happy but from years of watching as his family and friends quickly grew from chubby to obese, while losing interesting in everything and merely going through the motions of eating and working he wondered if there was a town wide brake down in the interest and preservation of life. Windows knew this wasn’t true. There was something more tangible behind all this. Behind the lethargy, behind the subtle but cripplingly unhealthy food. How transport, once so cheap, safe and fast with the booming discovery of effective solar fuel back in the 22nd century had gone from everyone having their own private mini trains to them slowly braking down, the tracks being sealed and removed due to health and safety reasons, it was crazy! Windows thought as he watched his fat friends plod along the pavement, the old mini trains where safer than walking. More people are injured from tripping over on the street now than back in the day when mini trains where around. Windows thoughts reached a pinnacle and then subsided as he remembered that he had followed this train of thought countless times before and it had led nowhere.
Windows went home early after work and rested until midnight. It was pitch black outside and there were no street lambs like before, “why would there be? no one goes out at night” Windows muttered to himself as he let his eyes slowly get used to the darkness outside his flat. It was after midnight now and the air was still and the silence palpable. After a minute he could discern the surface of the road and the pavement so Windows walked quickly close to the street walls down the road. He vaguely remembered from before that if he headed this direction along 48 down he would keep going in one directing as there were no bends or twists, he lived in the number part of town, only the bendy roads had real names. He didn’t even know which direction it was, north, and south? Who knew? Even though Windows was reasonably thin he still felt tired after a few minutes of walking. A heavy weight made him drag his feet and trudge along. After 20 minutes of walking in the same direction he was drenched in sweat and dizzy from excursion. “Your pathetic” He told himself as he bent double, hands on knees heaving air into his burning lungs in the thick black darkness.
A burst of bright light flared up and a whaling sound suddenly filled the air. A confusion of sound and light made Windows reel back with his back to the building behind him, the course feeling of brick gripped his hands steadying himself, blinking and squinting as he protected his gaze from the dazzling light with his other arm. “Are you alright Sir? What are you doing out so late?” Came a young inquisitive voice. God it was a policeman, Windows realized with surprise. He had not see one for years, had he ever really seen one? And as his eyes became re accustomed to the light he saw there was a hovering platform with seats on it in the middle of the road. ‘It must be a variation of the mini train’ he thought to himself. “Come along Sir where do you live? We can take you back”. The Police man dressed in blue with a large hat like a military helmet helped Windows up onto the hovering platform and to a seat; the whole thing sagged slightly and then regained its levitation as they both sat down.
“48 down 21 across” said Windows wirily. “Right oh Sir we will have you back in no time” Said the policeman cheerfully as he punched the address into the screen on his chair. The platform made a whirring sound and smoothly glided back up the street. A few minutes later when they arrived back at Windows flat building the policeman gave a flicking motion with his podgy hand to signal Windows to get off. “We will be keeping an eye on you Sir, we wouldn’t want you to get lost again now wound we?, No more going out at night alright?” Said the policeman with a large smile and then he glided down the long street again, a bright light illuminating the darkness bringing to view the red brick buildings on either side of him looming into view from the platforms front light. The buildings like angry tall giants watching a fire fly travel below their feet.
A mixture of confusion and annoyance welled inside Windows fatigued mind as the night became pitch black again. He had always been taught that policemen where ruthless and never to argue or confront them, they had ultimate power to do what they pleased to keep the law. Even though no one he knew had seen one for the last 20 years they were still feared and respected, Windows had just assumed they had taken a less active role in society since crime had completely disappeared, this was why he was confused and he was annoyed because his nights effort had been for nothing, walked all that way only to be taken straight back home again. It was too late now and he was far too tired to start out again, if only he could get hold of one of those moving platforms he thought as he heaved himself up to the front door
The next morning at 8:30 Windows woke up stiff and aching from last night’s physical excursion. Jenny his girl friend was just letting herself in and he heard her put down the food bag and heard the effort of taking off her shoes. “Aren’t you up yet you lazy thing?” she said as she entered his room, hands on hips in mock disapproval. “I suppose I am not, any chance of breakfast in bed?” Windows asked, “absolutely not, get up lazy bones and come and sit at the table, I have your favorite” she said snappily. Windows favorite turned out to be his least favorite. A packaged combination of fruit, milk and cereal which gave him terrible flatulence and a stomach ache. “This stuff is the worst, who makes it? They should be shot” Windows said grimacing as he squeezed the plastic container with disgust. “Well it’s either this or another plate of fake meat and soggy veggies” Jenny said optimistically. Jenny was also chubby but not obese like most of the people in Carson town. She was the envy of many of Windows friends, whose wife’s or girl friends where generally immobile lumps much fatter than the male population.
Windows and Jenny sat down in the small kitchen, bright cartoon colours on plastic chairs, tables and eating utensils. Jenny had been seeing Windows for 4 years now, they had met at the supermarket and Jenny had overheard his complaining about how everything was made by Xselsior “ and look what’s in the ingrediance?, maze, corn syrup and a truck load of E numbers, Castuxelco…do you know what that is?, I didn’t either but I found out and it’s a byproduct of maze, if you look at any of the ingrediances in any of these products chances are they have at least 40% maze if not more” Windows watched in surprise as a beautify woman with long blond hair was actually listening to him. When the few token listeners had dispersed she came up to him and struck up a conversation. It turned out they were made for each other, thinking exactly the same thoughts about food and health. Jenny was fascinated by Windows conspiracy theories “they are trying to keep us weak and unhealthy, that way we cannot make a fuss, we are given the illusion of choice to keep our minds thinking we are still free but in fact we are like chained lame dogs, free to eat and drink from our one bowl and to rum as far as our masters make our leashes long, which isn’t long at all. Over time the leash is slowly retracted but it’s done so expertly that we hardly even notice unless you actually open your eyes and use them for what they were made for”. Windows felt as if he had found a true friend, someone to understand him and someone he was interested in understanding as well.
Windows told Jenny about what happened last night and she gasped and almost jumped out of her seat at every twist and turn. She was more positive and open than Windows and she inspired him to elaborate the tail a bit. “We should go out again tonight, we can go together, neither of us has to work all week” Jenny said. “I was thinking about leaving it for a while until the police stop watching me” Windows said “but don’t you see, we need the polices hover thing, we can use it to travel as we please, we have to get out and see what’s going on in the countryside” Jenny said gripping his hand tightly “ are you mad?, steal the hover thing from the police?, we wouldn’t make it two feet” Windows replied, surprised with Jenny’s suggestion “ Come on we have to, we have been talking too long we need to do something, we need to take a look, if what you say is true and all the farms are under the control of Xselcior then we have to do something about it. Those corporate devils are controlling us through our diet it has to be stopped”. Now she was standing up looming over him like a giant golden angel “ ok let’s do it tonight then” Windows said with a grin.
Just after mid night Windows and Jenny exited the block of flats and stepped down onto the pavement “I cannot see a thing” Jenny exclaimed “your eyes will adjust in a minute” Windows replied. When they had adjusted to the darkness they took the same route down 48. Although still aching from last night Windows was more energized and excited. He wondered what would happen if they met the police again but he was more interested to see what Jenny would do, she was one of the few people in Carson town who didn’t have the awe like fearful respect for the police like everyone else. They walked along the pavement holding hands keeping one hand slightly stretched out in case they should bump into anything. “Where did the police man pick you up last time?” Jenny whispered “we have pasted that point, I recon he won’t be around tonight” Windows replied.
Soon they saw how the scenery changed subtlety, there night eyes caught out supermarkets and shops with painted doors and windows, and they had walked into a deserted part of town. “ why don’t people live here?, it’s just as good as any other part of town” Jenny whispered again “I don’t know but it gives me the creeps, it’s so dead down here, no one live here but accept for the painted windows its exactly the same as any other part of town, it makes you realize that we live in a massive stagnant grave yard” Windows whispered back, “ Yes its funny what we are capable of getting used to if its introduced to us professionally, Windows look we have come to a dead end, what is that?, is it a road block?”.
In the darkness a tall wall of blackness blocked their path at the end of the next block of flats. On closer inspection the high wall ran diagonally across down both streets. “Look it completely cuts us off from the countryside, I wouldn’t be surprised if it didn’t circle the whole of the town, Jesus how high is it?, I cannot even see the top of it, We have to come back in the day time and bring some others” Windows said to Jenny, craning his neck to try and see where the vast walls top was. “ do you think anyone will come?, We are exhausted how do you think they will fair?” Jenny asked, now forgetting her whispering. “We need the police hover platform to bring more people” Windows said matter of factly.
At that very moment as if hearing what Windows said he saw a speck of light appear in the distance running alone the road, the sound of a whaling siren became louder and louder as the light became brighter, like a torch swiftly closing in on its pray, it made the wall visible to them both still unable to see how tall it was they were not surprise to see it was built with the same red brick as everything else.
“I have an idea, you go and hide up 48, trust me” Jenny said “what are you talking about? What plan?” Windows snapped “there is no time to explain, go on they know where you live now, just trust me go!” she replied hastily without looking at him. Windows ran off the road and went a little way up 48, moving round a door way so he was partially obscured, he didn’t like leaving Jenny on her own but he knew she could look after herself. He watched as the hovering platform came to a smooth halt beside Jenny, he couldn’t hear what they were saying but he saw that it was the same man that had taken him back home before. Jenny got on the platform and they carried on along the road by the wall. Windows wished he hadn’t left her on her own, he should have run out after them, should he wait there? What should he do now? He decided to wait there at least for a while; he was so tired from all the walking that he didn’t know if he could even do anymore walking even if he wanted to. The night was dark again after the bright light of the platform. A long time of suppressed panic and restlessness passed and then with a heart jolting realization he say a light coming back from the direction where Jenny had disappeared.
He rushed back to the door way and watched heart thumping in his throat. The light brightened and the hover platform burst into view and stopped suddenly. Windows looked on with wide eyes and noticed that there was only one figure on the platform and it was Jenny.
“Jenny?”, “Quickly get on now” Jenny hissed at him. “How on earth? What happened?” Windows blabbered as he jogged towards Jenny “ I will tell you on the way, hurry up you fatty”. When Windows had heaved himself on to the platform and seated himself next to Jenny they began moving again. He watched as her long blond hair shot out behind her face like wriggling snakes, he pondered as he saw her sitting in the seat where the policemen was before. “Your incredibly beautiful you know” Windows said dreamily “Yes I am rather aren’t I?” she said beaming an excited smile as she gripped the control panel. A moment passed like a life time as he watched her hair fluttering in the wind a powerful woman in control.
“So what happened? Where on earth is the policeman?” Windows finally asked “I pushed him off” Jenny said stifling a giggle “what? You pushed him off, Jesus, this thing must have a tracking thingy they will be on us any second” Windows said gripping the side of the seat with white knuckles. “No they don’t actually, I asked the nice young man and he said there was no such thing, strange thing was he was wearing a fat suit”
“what is a fat suit?” Windows asked very confused “ it’s like body padding, when I shoved him off I saw he half slid out of it, I was so surprised I thought he was coming out of his body, but it was just like some padded suit, I suppose to make him look as fat as the rest of us. He wasn’t, I have never seen someone so thin apart from those old films. God I forgot about them, we haven’t watched them for ages” Jenny said “just another of the links to our past which has been eradicated” Windows said grimly. “Now what the hell are we going to do with this platform now that we have got it?” He asked shrilly. “ We go back to my place and we can store this Hovron, the Policeman told me what its name was, in the lobby of my flat, the policeman also told me it can be turned up on its side so you can store it in a small space” she said haughtily. “Well the policeman certainly told you a lot didn’t he?” Windows said as Jenny turned the wheel and they careered up 42 street the wall speedily disappearing into the distance behind them. “ he was very helpful, totally different from everything I was led to believe about policemen, I think he fancied me, that’s why he was so friendly” she said “well he was very friendly with me as well so maybe not” Windows said a little tartly.
They arrived at Jenny’s block of flats on 42 up 69 across and they worked out how to switch the anti gravity from the base to the edges and slid the Hovron into the hall way of Jenny’s block of flats. Tired excited and scared they hurried up stares and lay in bed trying to rest, wide awake all night long waiting for the sun to rise. As it did sleep finally took them and they had fitful dreams all through till the early afternoon.
The remembrance of last night’s exertion gave Windows an uncomfortable stomach turn as soon as he woke up. It was 2:20 in the afternoon. Jenny was still sleeping next to him, her golden hair cascading down the pillow, her mouth slightly open as she breathed noiselessly. The potential ramifications of what had occurred attacked Windows unprepared freshly awoken brain. He sat there puffy eyed, his fears laying siege to his head. He went to the loo and looked at himself in the mirror. Did it actually happen? Was there really a hover platform stowed away down stairs?
Stolen by Jenny who had pushed a policeman off it? He slipped fluidly from achieved delusions that it wasn’t so to the reality that it was so.
Jenny was at the bathroom door. Pink pajamas and messy hair “just let me have a shower and we can get going” she said whispering half asleep as if they were just getting up for any other day. “So what exactly are we going to do?” Windows asked. Jenny took off her clothes and stepped into the shower, the jets of water starting off slowly, then revving up to jets recycling again and again using the water which fell to the shower floor and then through see through pipes up again and then out from the jets again. Jenny had her shower set on 7 cycles and then replace, which was much more expensive compared to Windows who used the same unit of water for a whole shower. He remembered hearing from some of his friends how they hadn’t changed their unit for weeks. “ We are going to go down to the restaurant 17 where all your friends are and we are going to take as many as possible down to the wall so they can see for them self’s” Jenny said with conscious loudness as the jetting water woke her up.
They reactivated the hover platform and pushed it out on to the street, as they pushed and found through trial and error how to push it down and re open the seats passersby looked on wide eyed as this totally alien object levitated on the road “you see they are actually alive, they just need a bit of stimulation” Windows laughed as he found the pull switch to open one of the chairs. When it was all assembled and the hovron was hovering on the street Windows and Jenny stepped on and Jenny took her seat at the control panel “don’t you remember this is what the road was built for?” she said with a nonchalant shout as they buzzed off down 48 again.
People stopped dead in the street, their chubby faces drooping in surprised as they say the hovron purr past. Then they came to a smooth stop outside Gary’s restaurant 17 the inhabitance looked up from their plates and out of the wide window, Windows friends recognized him and getting up quicker than Windows had ever see them move before they walked out onto the street.
“What in God’s name is that!” asked one “and where did you get it?” asked another at the same time “There is no time to explain, we have 4 more spaces so who ever gets on first gets a seat the rest can stand, we are going to show you something which will finally show how right I have been all these years” Windows said dramatically with one finger pointing into the air. A moment passed as this information was processes and the dozen or so people who had congregated around the hovron stood blank of expression, then in a flash all at once they stampeded toward the platform and pushed one another out of the way to get a seat. Windows and Jenny ripped their seats as the hovron rocked and strained to adjust its anti gravity to the extra weight. They discovered that including the 6 people sitting down they could also get an extra 4 people on, only a few stragglers where left disappointed by the side of the road but due to the overcrowding Jenny had to drive so slowly that the stragglers began following and arguing with the passengers “ you get to ride for ten minutes and then we have a go”, “what about the ones sitting down?, they should get less time”, “ but we got here first, Windows said so, isn’t that right Windows?”.
As they moved slowly down 48 the pedestrians watched the blob of human activity go past and some latched on following. The blob turned into a mob and soon it was moving slower but like a steady train. The people huffing and wheezing, sweating and complaining but never stopping. They passed the disused part of town and came to the wall, now in plain view under the gray glare of the smoggy sky they saw that the red brick building was still taller than they could see, It shot up into the clouds with no sign of stopping. The mass of people now well into the hundreds began to slow and low murmurs and whispers began to replace the complaints. “Does anybody know what this is?” Windows shouted as he stood up from his seat. No one replied and the confused mutterings increased, scared and questioning. They stopped by the wall and the mob spread its self along the wall inspecting it, touching it and asking questions.
As the day lengthened Jenny hovered back and forth all around the town transporting people to the wall, Windows stayed at the wall trying to get people to move along to explore. Not an easy task with a group of obese humans who have been asleep to intrigue for the whole of their lives but still there was something rolling. Something awakening which moved it’s self and although they moved slowly they inspected the wall like a new found enemy tied to a stake. “There has to be a door or something somewhere”, “we haven’t found anything down that end what about you?”
The crown grew until the end of the day, the light noticeably diming. “The whole town must be out” Windows said as Jenny who had pulled up beside him “I don’t think me or anyone here has ever done so much exercise ever. I didn’t think it was going to be so easy to get everyone involved but people just came of their own accord. The police are laying low, I was expecting a quick back lash after last night, and it’s a bit uncanny maybe they are planning something” Jenny replied looking down from her perch.
Windows gave a dismissive grumble, that image had come back again. These large ungainly humans, pushing up against the wall, almost sniffing it, searching around like a single conscious entity spreading out feeling, searching ‘like pigs’ Windows thought to himself. As the light faded the police came, the distant sound of sirens sounded and coming from the left side of the wall streaming up in single file a whole army of hover platforms sped towards the mob. Immediately like an electric shock had jolted them the people of Carson town shouted and became alive bunching together forming a tight defensive group, oozing around the blocks of flats and slipping along the wall.
Windows stepped up on the platform and Jenny sped towards the police. “we out number them completely, we have the power, it’s time to sort this out once and for all” Jenny said fiercely. “Everyone please return to your homes, for your own safety. This is an illegal gathering” a tall older man said through a loud speaker “Why is there a wall here?” a cry sounded from the crowd, a supportive murmur went up and an erratic swaying began to grin the crowd, they moved forwards the hairs on the back of Windows neck stood up and a cold shiver passed through his whole body, feeling alive and taught. The sound of people shouting in pain, ones who had fallen and where being trampled by the mass were like insignificant back ground noises.
“I repeat, return to your homes this is your last warning” The policeman’s voice said, Windows noticed a change in his tone, a significant quivering. A burst of activity broke out in the crowd as they picked up on the fear and they stampeded forwards almost running. Jenny had pulled the hover platform up a street to let the people have free passage along the wall. Windows watched in excited horror as the mob moved forwards almost silent, the faces of his friends changed completely, their once bored eyes now held a mindless drive “ I have never seen so many people at one time before” Jenny said.
They moved towards the army of hover platforms their heads jutting out leading their unwilling bodies, their heavy stomachs wobbling and rippling with ever angry purposeful step they took and then it happened someone just behind the front line threw a bottle towards the police, one of the hover crafts reversed wildly crashing into the one behind, spilling the 5 or more police onto the ground. Immediately the pace changed and the crowd ran forwards yelling and launching other projectiles, more bottles even shoes and red bricks sailed over the front line crashing and hitting the police. Abandoning the two wrecked hover platforms the police on foot jumped on to the other platforms, they turned around lazily and sped off in the opposite direction. The mob ran after the retreating police. “where do they get their energy from?, I have never seen them move like that before” Windows asked Jenny” I don’t know but they are all loosing it pretty quick” Jenny replied equally mesmerized. The crowd at the front had tired and now they were shouting angrily at the people behind them to stop running.
“Look the police have turned off into the wall there must be a gate” a voice cried out. “ Quick take this road up and then carry along and get in front of the people we are faster” Windows whispered to Jenny. Without a word she turned the platform around and sped up the street away from the crowd then turned left along. “It’s getting dark, I wonder if this is some sort of a trap to tire us all out” Jenny said grimly. The light indeed was fading fast, the buildings casting shadows darkening entire streets. The over head glare softened into an almost black murky cloud. They came ahead of the crowd and saw that whoever had called out was right “ there is a gate way up ahead” Jenny screamed out to the crowd behind them. A slither of the wall was black; the gate must have been left ajar in the policemen’s hasty retreat.
“ look you can see the outline of the gate” Windows pointed out excitedly. Indeed the gate which was disguised as part of the red brick wall was visibly cracked open. Windows managed to open it fully using his whole might to push it wide, he saw through the gate into the countryside. A moment later the crowd of people where pushing him forwards through the door, he stumbled and almost tripped, darting to the left to get out of the way of the stampede. The sky was gray, the distance was misty and the ground beneath his feet was dry and arid, brown cracked earth spanned his horizon, not a single pig or cow in site, where were the apple trees? The orchards, the live stock?, where was the life?. The only thing he saw which broke the stark dead earth was a huge lengthy brick building. A massive “Xselsior” poster pasted in blue and yellow spanned the long building. “That must be where the food factory is” Windows shouted to the people of Carson town. The people had become confused, their mad rush over they now stood looking at their country side. The mist in the distance like another wall, the ground below their feet as life less as the concrete streets they had been walking on the whole of their lives. Soon the whole town was through the door and heated conversations where taking place.
High above the dense clouds the inhabitance of control and observation had just moved from observation room 3A to their new post in 3B. 3B had just recently been completed for use; the earth now energized and with nutrients would be able to support vegetation when the people of Carson eventually began to grow their own food. “Congratulations to you all, everything went off without a hitch, you should all be very pleased and proud of your self’s. Not many people who work here are able to view or be part of a cube migration on such a big scale, well done”. The CEO of human affairs always paid a visit to the movers and shakers when a operation of this size was going on.
The 12 young men and women, trim and thin wearing white lab coats where standing by their consoles accepting their praise. Frank Johnson the head of control 3A shook the CEOS hand violently “ thank you for coming to 3A, it’s an absolute honor to meet you, I have heard so much about you, your contributions to the rubrics cube, you’re a legend”, The CEO brushed this complement aside and walked towards the long wide window tilting down in the cube 3B, the hovering blanket of mist visible below the army of UV lights which were attached to a web like network of metal scaffolding
“it’s just like a giant stage isn’t it Sir?” a bright eyed young observationist said nervously to the CEO “it is indeed, it is indeed” He looked down at the control board, the hundreds of buttons dials, switches and lights made him laugh “ things have certainly moved on from my day, 50 years ago we had barley invented weather control, the only thing we could do was raise and lower the temperature and send some single directional winds, what does this control panel do?” The CEO asked pointing with a liver spot speckled hand at a TV screen surrounded by controls. The nervous observationalist looked excited “ oh this is a new feature exclusive to cube 3B, it controls the mists around the perimeter, now that Windows and the people of Carson have got a taste for conspiracy and a better life it’s going to be much harder to control their movements, with this we can make the mists drop to minus 30 degrees, it also features wind, snow and hale. Its one of our own inventions”. The CEO looked very impressed “amazing, that’s exactly the sort of innovative thinking and practical application which we need around here, so your aim is to when anyone begins to explore you will just make it impossible for them to carry on in the direction of one of the cube walls?” The CEO asked. “Yes sir and we also have rotating platforms, they are segments of the cubes base which we can rotate slowly, it’s so if and when anyone who is strong willed keeps searching even in spite of the weather they will be slowly turned around and find them self’s heading back to the centre of 3B”.
The CEO,S bushy eye brows almost jumps off his delighted face. “Incredible absolutely incredible” he said wistfully. “Thank you sir, that one was my own personal idea; I hope it will prove to be successful”. The bright eyed youth replied his face had gone bright red with embarrassment “and I am sure it will my boy, these simple yet genius ideas are what have kept our whole operations going, you know it was my idea to increase the gravity so that the people would be more tired and less inclined to explore?” respectful murmurs and noddings of heads where exchanged by the rest of the observers.
Another nervous lab coated observer, a short slim girl with large watery eyes piped up with a question “ excuse me sir, I was wondering if you could tell us about any of the other Cubes, we have been so busy preparing for the transfer of the Carson people from 3A to 3B that we have not heard anything about the other operations…of course if it’s not top secret or anything” flashing a broad quivering smile the young girls face dropped fearfully and she half hid behind one of her colleagues. “ you certainly may ask, currently 8 of the 27 cubes are in use at the moment, not including your operations which are in transit, there is only one which is causing a little problem, it would appear that one of the Heads, I won’t disclose any more information about the individual, has let the inhabitants of his cube to become very restless and has through negligence allowed them to become almost fully aware of their situation, needless to say we have had to take quite significant measures to rectify the situation” The CEO looked sad and bowed his head with a sigh, the other observers followed suit.
The bright eyed boy piped up again “ if it’s not too rude to ask, which method of weakening are you using?, is it disease?, because we have also come up with some very interesting ideas if you would be willing to have a look at our files” He said quickly blurting it out and fumbled around under the control panel and snatched out a thick brown file. He stood gripping it in both hands gazing with waiting eyes. “ I am afraid I cannot discuss such matter but I would be very interested in taking a look at your files, this team is showing great promise Mr. Johnson, you must be very pleased with them?” The CEO said turning to the head of observations Frank Johnson.
“Yes sir very pleased” he said giving a military like snap of the heals as he brought himself to attention. “Good good and are there anymore questions?” The CEO asked with open arms. A tall man stepped out of the lab coated people, his shoulders broad and sloping his arms hanging loosely by his sides like a gorilla, his dark shaved head and thick eye brows gave him a powerful menacing look “yeah I have a question, where are we and where are we going?” he said with forced articulated words. The rest of the observers looked uncomfortable and looked to their head for support “ Ah yes, where are we going, this is a good question but one I am afraid I will have to disappoint you with, we just don’t know just now, we have been traveling through space for over 150 years now and even though our ship has become bigger and in its own right a world in its self we still have no clue when we will come across a habitable planet, due to solar materialization we have begun to recreate so many of the things which we need to have a fulfilled life” To demonstrate the CEO pulled out three chocolate bars from his own lab coat pocket. The observers laughed loudly, the man with the eye brows didn’t “so Ulysses was all just a trick to keep us hoping then?” he asked moving towards the CEO slowly “no not at all, Ulysses was a genuine hope for a settlement but our monitors could not pick up the presence of a new gas which was deadly, it slowly corrodes the whole nervous system and many of our exploring astronaghts died down there, is that the sort of planet you want to live on?” The CEO asked his friendly smile vanishing in place of cutting words and a cold stare. The man with the eye brows stopped moving forwards crossed his arms and smiled “ no of course not, I was wondering if and when we do eventually find a planet to set down on how will you deal with the thousands of people in this rubric cube who have spent the whole of their lives in boxes?, if you say we have 7 different cubes in use at the moment I can only assume each cube is using very different ways to contain their inhabitance so wont it just be like dumping people from 7 different planets on one world?, Maybe there is a better way”. The CEO answered immediately “in the ships creed and laws it clearly states the procedure which we will initiate when we find our new earth, I am surprised that you don’t know about it, its basic knowledge for anyone working here, it’s our way of life, it’s the way we are preserving the human race don’t you feel pride in your work?, doesn’t it motivate the very moral fiber in you being?”.
The head of operations felt this was a good time to step in “ now everyone, our guest is a busy man and we still have a lot of work to do everyone give a round of applause” he said loudly and enthusiastically, the observers clapped and smiled as the CEO was shown back into the lift by the head. The tall observer who was not clapping followed them to the lift and held the door from shutting with his huge meaty hands “Cliff what do you think you’re doing?” The head said authoritatively. Without looking at his boss Cliff said in a low voice “I just want to ask one question to our guest, why don’t we enlighten everyone to our situation and then they would become useful instead of keeping them like fat lethargic pigs?, it takes more effort to keep them in this state than it would to tell them the truth, we could open up the other cubes and create a whole new life” His eyes were genuinely questioning and his aggression had evaporated. “It’s a nice idea but your wrong, its far easier to control them like this when they are fat and lazy, it they became aware of the situation we would have a revolution on our hands, too many chiefs not enough Indians if you know what I mean, Goodbye Cliff, keep up the good work” The CEO prized Cliffs hand off the lift door and it shut.
“I am very sorry about Cliff sir, he is in charge of the agricultural side of the operations, he also trains the undercover observers, he got the policemen ready and taught them how to lure the Carson people into cube 3B, he is really hard working and in some ways a very clever young man, I think he found a bit of a moral dilemma as he was right down in the cube a lot of the time getting the organic earth ready, it’s hard to distance yourself if your actually down there on the ground I think” The head said to the CEO as they both stood in the whirring lift. “Robert, you saw those people today, the Carson people as you call them. When they thought someone was taking them for a ride, they came together and where ready to kill those policemen, We have invested so much time and effort in fully immersing them in a realistic environment, creating intrigue to bump them out of there lethargy, That’s what your whole team is about your at the forefront of advanced farming but I will remind you again of what these people are capable of, they change at the flick of a switch. Watch Cliff carefully we cannot afford to lose another Cube like we did with Joanna Lance, in truth we only have 3 other cubes working now including yours and they are going badly, managing humans on such a large scale is a risky and unpredictable job and I wasn’t just being cute in there, our very existence is on the line here and you cannot let one employee with ideas of conventional freedom fuck it all up for us” The CEO,s voice was strained and he massaged the bridge of his nose. “I completely understand sir you can rely on me” The head said laying a hand on the CEO, s shoulder. The lift stopped and the metal clanking of gears echoed, then the whole thing began moving right into the centre of the giant space ship, traveling into the heart of the ship. A giant rubrics cube hurtling through space, cubes connected to cubes make up the vast red square craft, each segment a potential cage to house life, able to move around the centre of the ship to connect and disconnect with other cubes. Inside the gigantic cube 3B now the newly explored territories of the people of Carson town, Windows held Jenny’s hand and watched as everyone explored the deserted ware house. “They must have all fled when we came along” Jenny said “look these are seeds, bags of seeds, so they have or have planned to plant real crops, look this is rice and those down there are wheat, Ha!, and of course we have lots and lots of maze” Windows said inspecting a stack of canvas bags near the entrance of the ware houses main door.
The majority of the Carson towns folk where rifling through the half packaged boxes and pulling out sealed parcels of food, ripping them open they gorged themselves, not having eaten since breakfast time. Windows remember his friends disinterested conversations in the restaurants, their menacing stampede earlier and now this again “ they are just like pigs” he finally whispered over Jenny’s shoulder “ I thought they were more like sheep” Jenny replied instantaneously as if she had been thinking the same thing all day. “ we have to marshal all this, otherwise we will eat all the food and have nothing left, we need to be organized” Windows said putting his hands on his hips, surveying the towns folks leaning over open crates shoveling the food into their mouths, their thoughts about police pushed aside for the moment.
“Start light rainfall, give it some thunder as well. Time 6 hours, it will give them enough time to make a vague plan, seal off cube 3A make it look like a wall collapse, start bringing gravity back to normal level, Cliff and George I want you two on perimeter duty, we are on constant amber alert from this moment on” The bright eyed observer commanded from their viewing booth.
“Close the doors everyone, it’s starting to rain we can wait it out in here and talk about our plan” Windows shouted. He felt an exciting surge of energy as if a great weight had been lifted.