The Myth called Earth

Chapter 6

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They were examining my brain waves. Testing what impulses my nerves carried. Making sure that I was fit enough to take up the responsibilities that came with being a part of the society. And my body did not take the medication too well.

That was the great and terrible lie they told me. It miserably failed to convince me. I just never got the chance to express it to them due to the shitload of chemicals swimming in my system and making my mind really unsettled. To my surprise Falcon and one of the minor Arbiters' who came to check on me were persuaded. They believed every word the pathetic liar under the white coat uttered. I hadn't expected Falcon to react any better. He knew even less than I did about these procedures. But the Arbiter, he was a learned old man and incredibly witty. (I mean, I did not know if this one was but it was convention) I had a feeling he hadn't been fooled by the doctor and the nurse. Possibly, he was playing in the opposite team and here to certify the blunt lies.

I was discharged soon after. Thankfully, no extra medicines were prescribed to me. I received absolutely no attention while walking down the Remedial Wing of the Citadel. We took a different path I noticed. A long road, sparkling so brightly that it seemed the path had been watered. Of course that was untrue. Water was one among the most expensive supplies in Orcuz. People barely managed to squeeze all their necessities within the daily allowance we received for free. Even a drop more than that cost heavily not only in work hours but also riches. Possessing enough water to shine your front porch was a ludicrous fantasy.

I suddenly became aware of how familiar Falcon was with the road. He led me with confidence without glancing at the various bi-paths tracing out different ways. He must have visited me a lot of times. I had no way of knowing though. He was a flawless actor. I tried to peek at his eyes but they were unreadable behind the silver mask. We went through an archway similar to the 'General' gate, only much well maintained. Two tall slender towers shot up skyward from either side of the gate like massive needles. They were the Power-trees. They emitted and distributed the important gases high up in the grayish sky in order to sustain the Artificial Atmosphere. Their most essential job was to circulate oxygen that was created in the faraway labs and sent to these towers through underground systems. They kept us alive. I spotted a lavish grey automobile just outside the gates. It was small, possibly a single-passenger with voice control driving. I had heard there were only a handful of those in Orcuz. In here where every desperate measure was taken to curb the use of resources, this was a luxury our planet could not afford. But some specimen did exist. Falcon somewhat nodded to himself on seeing the arrangements.

"We need to ask for a double-seater." I rested my hands on my hips and looked around busily searching for some attendant I could ask. Subconsciously I observed how the grayish haze was developing a darker hue. The lights that lit up the road were changing from bright yellow to a pale white. The man-made day to man-made night. It was not a pretty sight. It stung my eyes and confused my woolly mind. I looked down concentrating on the pavement, waiting for the transition to get over.

"I have to get back to business" Falcon replied looking up at haze with a purposeful expression. He had adjusted fine with it.

"But.." I began to protest.

"Get inside!" he demanded pulling the door of the automobile open for me.

"No." I said weakly, feeling a little exhausted. The air, the lights, the cold seeping in everything battered me more. My body being out of practice for 90 hours could not handle it efficiently. He tucked me in the vehicle. It was claustrophobic. The seat was adorned with comfy cushions and elaborate designs. There were numerous empty compartments beside me. The dashboard in front was pretty simple with minimal buttons and keys.