A guard shows me to my new quarters. He studies to look on my face, as if searching for a reaction. I give him none so he leaves.
Then, I spend hours poring over something called a dictionary. It's full of foreign words and definitions. I find out about books, and many of the words that were ruled illegal in the moonBases, and also something called emotion. There's love, hate, anger, fear, grief, wistfulness, sadness, longing, joy... and it goes on. And on. And I slowly start to understand all of the things I feel, have been feeling.
I lie awake for hours mulling over these words, this situation, this surreal life of mine. It's just... impossible.
20 hours ago I was in the moonBases with no hope of anything ever changing. Now?
I start to think more about emotions, making fine connections and distinguishments. And I discover something that shocks me so much that my brain cannot think about anything anymore.
I am in love with 022...
How is that possible? I've known her for less than a week! I can't possibly... my cheeks turn red, I can feel it even though I don't see my reaction. How is this possible?
But that... even the way the book describes it, in a trivial way as if written by someone who didn't care... that can only be one thing.
YOU ARE READING
Mindless
Science FictionThe human race has been reprogrammed. Humans are efficient, accurate, hardworking, and of one mind, There are no disputes, no diseases, nothing abnormal. But abnormalities are what give people the ability to think for themselves, and without it, hum...
