Post by Evelyn Kuller on Jun 14, 2014 11:02:44 GMT -6
The room felt like a freezer. Despite the full Texas heat beating down every person and building outside, this room could lead someone to believe they’d been teleported somewhere far away, to a land of snow and frost.
Something like that happening was far from abnormal in this town.
In this freezing room, two men stood. They stood next to each other, looking at the same thing, in silence, each breath from one man coming alive in the chill. His partner’s breathes, however, did not show themselves due to the medical mask he wore. Finally, after much silence had passed, the Evil Man spoke.
“What happened?” he asked the other man. It was said as neutrally as possible, but the words carried a certain air to them. An air of impatience, of annoyance, and it put forth the idea that whatever caused those words to be said should be fixed immediately. At first he did not reply, seeming to take time to consider his response, but finally the Man in the Dark Blue Goggles answered, words only slightly muffled by his mask.
“An unforeseen complication,” he began, “one I perhaps should have expected.” He gave a shrug of his shoulders. “But, is it showing itself then not a boon? You were the one who wanted them to come, so it’s not like this...outburst, told them anything they did not already know.”
The Evil Man scowled, turning to put his attention on his partner. “I disagree. One of the advantages of our weapon is they know nothing about it, and yet this outburst as you call it, all it did was serve as a hint to them.” The Man in the Dark Blue Goggles seemed to consider this as he turned to face the other man, looking him in the eye. Or, at least, it could be assumed he was. It was hard to tell with the goggles.
“And I disagree in turn. All this does is raise questions for them, and the time they spend asking questions is time they could have spent trying to stop it. And even if they can use it to perforate the mystique to find the truth...what good will it do? They know nothing of me, or how what was done was achieved. Regardless of what they do,” he assured, “they will be left with no real answers.”
The Evil Man in turn began to consider this, and finally gave a nod. “I suppose that is an acceptable way to view this...but that leaves a question” he said, setting his jaw, “how did this happen? My instructions were very clear.” His voice again carried that air to it, thought now with a tone that one would not think to refer to as neutral. The Man in the Dark Blue Goggles began his response with another shrug. “As I said before,” he explained, “this was a complication that I should have expected. This is the first of it’s kind, so these kind of...bugs, they should be expected to crop up.”
“A bug?!” the Evil Man asked incredulously, more than a hint of anger apparent both in his tone and his expression. “That’s what you call that? That wasn’t a bug, that was a fucking blue screen error!” he shouted, responding to the computer reference with another. “She’s suppose to have the abilities and nothing else, and yet what I saw that night was a fair sight more than just that!” He slammed his fist on the table, but it’s occupant seemed to not notice. Whether or not the Man in the Dark Blue Goggles was affected by this outburst of anger was uncertain, given his face being covered as it was. The only response he gave was with his words. “This is a new science, one no one else has ever worked on. I believe I was the one who wanted to do a beta test before pushing it out, but you wanted an immediate release.” He paused a moment, as the Evil Man snarled. “Not that I am putting the blame on you, of course. This IS something I should have tried to catch. But, now that I know of it’s existence...I should be able to take care of it.”
He looked at the table, and the Evil Man got the idea that the Man in the Dark Blue Goggles was smiling, judging by how the medical mask crinkled. “She won’t remember it at all. Even beyond a distant memory...it’ll be completely erased.”
And thus it’s time to be honest, as earlier when it was said there were two people in this freezing room, that was a lie. There was, technically, three people in this room. There was the Evil Man, the Man in the Dark Blue Goggles, and the occupant of the table. The occupant was a young woman, looking to be in her early twenties, clothes covering her body completely, with a high collar that covered her neck, the kind of coverage more suited for the freezing temperature of this room than the sweltering heat of the town outside...though neither of those were the reasons for her clothing choices. She laid on the table, and she stared. She stared straight up at the ceiling, not showing a sign that she was aware at all of the conversation going on at the foot of the table. Upon her head was a pair of headphones, and one could describe her as listening to them, if that one was unaware of what was going on.
The Evil Man gave a quick reply. “Good. I expect it to be completely taken care of before this coming Monday. I need her to do only what I need of her, Doktor, and nothing else.” The Man in the Dark Blue Goggles, the one called Doktor, looked at the Evil Man with the same crinkling of his mask as before. “Of course. I will carry out your orders to the letter.” The Evil Man nodded. “Then get to it. I’m going to check on our guest.” The Doktor in the Dark Blue Goggles only gave a short wave, already having moved up to the top of the table, where the young girl’s head lay. The Evil Man left him to it, as the Doktor in the Dark Blue Goggles reached to a tray on a wheeled table next to the table she laid on, pulling a large syringe full of a dark orange liquid. “Well then, my dear, let us impart a new set of orders, to make sure you are perfect for your job. The designation for these orders shall be..” This time it was most certainly a grin that came to his face. “Deliver Us From Eve.”
Words like that, and the plan carried behind them, were considered abnormal even for this town.
And that signaled the beginning of the end, not just for this town, but for everyone.
Something like that happening was far from abnormal in this town.
In this freezing room, two men stood. They stood next to each other, looking at the same thing, in silence, each breath from one man coming alive in the chill. His partner’s breathes, however, did not show themselves due to the medical mask he wore. Finally, after much silence had passed, the Evil Man spoke.
“What happened?” he asked the other man. It was said as neutrally as possible, but the words carried a certain air to them. An air of impatience, of annoyance, and it put forth the idea that whatever caused those words to be said should be fixed immediately. At first he did not reply, seeming to take time to consider his response, but finally the Man in the Dark Blue Goggles answered, words only slightly muffled by his mask.
“An unforeseen complication,” he began, “one I perhaps should have expected.” He gave a shrug of his shoulders. “But, is it showing itself then not a boon? You were the one who wanted them to come, so it’s not like this...outburst, told them anything they did not already know.”
The Evil Man scowled, turning to put his attention on his partner. “I disagree. One of the advantages of our weapon is they know nothing about it, and yet this outburst as you call it, all it did was serve as a hint to them.” The Man in the Dark Blue Goggles seemed to consider this as he turned to face the other man, looking him in the eye. Or, at least, it could be assumed he was. It was hard to tell with the goggles.
“And I disagree in turn. All this does is raise questions for them, and the time they spend asking questions is time they could have spent trying to stop it. And even if they can use it to perforate the mystique to find the truth...what good will it do? They know nothing of me, or how what was done was achieved. Regardless of what they do,” he assured, “they will be left with no real answers.”
The Evil Man in turn began to consider this, and finally gave a nod. “I suppose that is an acceptable way to view this...but that leaves a question” he said, setting his jaw, “how did this happen? My instructions were very clear.” His voice again carried that air to it, thought now with a tone that one would not think to refer to as neutral. The Man in the Dark Blue Goggles began his response with another shrug. “As I said before,” he explained, “this was a complication that I should have expected. This is the first of it’s kind, so these kind of...bugs, they should be expected to crop up.”
“A bug?!” the Evil Man asked incredulously, more than a hint of anger apparent both in his tone and his expression. “That’s what you call that? That wasn’t a bug, that was a fucking blue screen error!” he shouted, responding to the computer reference with another. “She’s suppose to have the abilities and nothing else, and yet what I saw that night was a fair sight more than just that!” He slammed his fist on the table, but it’s occupant seemed to not notice. Whether or not the Man in the Dark Blue Goggles was affected by this outburst of anger was uncertain, given his face being covered as it was. The only response he gave was with his words. “This is a new science, one no one else has ever worked on. I believe I was the one who wanted to do a beta test before pushing it out, but you wanted an immediate release.” He paused a moment, as the Evil Man snarled. “Not that I am putting the blame on you, of course. This IS something I should have tried to catch. But, now that I know of it’s existence...I should be able to take care of it.”
He looked at the table, and the Evil Man got the idea that the Man in the Dark Blue Goggles was smiling, judging by how the medical mask crinkled. “She won’t remember it at all. Even beyond a distant memory...it’ll be completely erased.”
And thus it’s time to be honest, as earlier when it was said there were two people in this freezing room, that was a lie. There was, technically, three people in this room. There was the Evil Man, the Man in the Dark Blue Goggles, and the occupant of the table. The occupant was a young woman, looking to be in her early twenties, clothes covering her body completely, with a high collar that covered her neck, the kind of coverage more suited for the freezing temperature of this room than the sweltering heat of the town outside...though neither of those were the reasons for her clothing choices. She laid on the table, and she stared. She stared straight up at the ceiling, not showing a sign that she was aware at all of the conversation going on at the foot of the table. Upon her head was a pair of headphones, and one could describe her as listening to them, if that one was unaware of what was going on.
The Evil Man gave a quick reply. “Good. I expect it to be completely taken care of before this coming Monday. I need her to do only what I need of her, Doktor, and nothing else.” The Man in the Dark Blue Goggles, the one called Doktor, looked at the Evil Man with the same crinkling of his mask as before. “Of course. I will carry out your orders to the letter.” The Evil Man nodded. “Then get to it. I’m going to check on our guest.” The Doktor in the Dark Blue Goggles only gave a short wave, already having moved up to the top of the table, where the young girl’s head lay. The Evil Man left him to it, as the Doktor in the Dark Blue Goggles reached to a tray on a wheeled table next to the table she laid on, pulling a large syringe full of a dark orange liquid. “Well then, my dear, let us impart a new set of orders, to make sure you are perfect for your job. The designation for these orders shall be..” This time it was most certainly a grin that came to his face. “Deliver Us From Eve.”
Words like that, and the plan carried behind them, were considered abnormal even for this town.
And that signaled the beginning of the end, not just for this town, but for everyone.
