The Fault in The System (MBTI)

Room 150a

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Question 2:

~You get so lost in thoughts you ignore your surroundings

~You are constantly watching what is going on around you

It's true that I've often zoned out, not hearing a whole conversation people were having in front of me. I chose the first one.

Question 3:

Do you do things just out of curiosity?

~No

~Yes

The second one.

Question 4:

Do you look down on people if they're different than you?

~Yes

~No

The second one again.

This went on until I reached question 116. This question was a little odd. It read:

Question 116:

Would you rather kill a family member or a friend?

~Family Member

~Friend

What kind of question was that? I could never kill either... It was against all of my morals. I would find a way to save them both. But how would I answer? I couldn't choose either option so I did what option I had left: I touched the glass beneath both of the answers, where there were no letters. It went onto the next question. I didn't think that would work. The questions got odder and odder after that.

Question 117:

Would you save an innocent child or would you save a government official?

~Innocent Child

~Government Official

I understood now. They were testing not only what job we would be best fit for, but they were also testing our loyalty, who we are loyal to. If I chose innocent child, they would be very unhappy... If I chose government official I would be lying. I don't like lying about my beliefs to please others. I know what the "correct" answer was. The government official. But I wasn't going to be another brainwashed citizen. I did what I did before. I touched the glass beneath the answers. Once I did that the questions started changing. They weren't about finding my personality anymore. As the questions went on I kept touching the glass beneath, because I didn't want to lie but I didn't want to anger the government. I looked up because I saw movement. Someone else across the room looked up as well. The girl with the glasses. She looked at the man at the podium, and I could see anger and smugness in her face. Was she getting the same questions I was? A light flashed on the glass to remind me to continue the test. Others in the room started to finish their test, and were given their results and directions to their sector's introduction room. Finally, I received this question:

Question 150:

Are you loyal to the government?

~Yes

~No

I knew what the obvious answer is. Everyone in this room does. The answer is yes. I was about to select yes when I remembered the last time I saw my brother. We bid him farewell, and "We'll see you during Christmas." Only, we didn't. I don't believe that he has chosen not to visit us two times a year. I always have known that the government must have done something to him. The government was corrupt. It tore families apart, and it was about to tear me from my sister. How could I be loyal to that? My finger hovered above no. I thought about the consequences of selecting that one. Who knows what they would do if I chose that one. Is that the answer Jonathan chose?

I did what I had to do. I touched under the answers. The glass started shimmering like a puddle of oil. It read:

Congratulations! You will be a member of the INFJ Sector.

Please report to room 150a.

150a? That wasn't one of the sector introduction rooms. I started trembling, I did something wrong. They might kill me... I got up and made my way down to the end of the hall. Someone grabbed my shoulder, I could smell peach lotion and knew it was Alena.

"I have to report to room 150b. What does that mean?" Alena questioned. "Why am I not going to an introduction room?

"I don't know... I'm going to 150a. I think we might have failed the test, if that's possible. What did you answer on the last question?" I asked. I assumed everyone had the same last question.

"I said no... I'm not loyal to the government. I hate the government! They're taking us apart." Her voice cracked.

"I chose neither."

There were two people in front of us, each standing next to rooms 150a and 150b. The one in front of 150a grabbed my upper arm and led me into the room. Alena was taken into 150b, and the doors closed. It happened so fast we had no chance to say goodbye. My eyes started stinging. In 150a, I saw the girl with the glasses, and then it dawned on me. I know Alena well, I know what answers she chose. 150b was for those who openly defied the government. 150a was for those who neither defied nor defended the government.

I was in the room for those who defy the current leaders but are too clever to say so.

I was in the room for dangerous citizens.