Chapter 1 Part 2

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The transport ship arrived at a large building. We filed into the space as Pino told up to do. Once inside we were lined up by type, B or W. There were 3 lines for the B's and 1 for the W's as there are less of us.

I got in line behind 3 other W's as the last few filed in behind me. We walked forward in line to check in. "Hello P3-W8. Welcome to your new home for the next year. We wish you the best of luck. Here is your room number. There is a change of clothes and a message piece on your sleeping furs, on the left." The lady handed me a Numbered Disk and shooed me away. After saying thank you, I walked down the hall to room #003, second door on the right.

I opened the door and saw another girl. "Hello, I am P3."

"Hi, P3, I am P3 as well, P3-W7."

"I'm P3-W8. It is nice to meet you."

"You too!"

I walk to my sleeping furs and grab my new outfit to put on. I walk into the private room and change into the black, form-fitting jumpsuit provided. Exiting the chamber, I grab the message piece and plug it into Pino's port, a small hole just above my right ear.

"Welcome to the Transfer Center. You will now be able to make your choice. You have three choices, turn back now to your family and take on the worker role or family role, continue on, or leave our society. Which do you choose?"

I reply "Choice 2, I will continue on."

"Very good P3-W8. You must know that from this point on, you will either pass and move on to the West, or fail and have two more choices. Be brainwashed to not know any of what happened at this facility or be banished from our wonderful society. From now on you will be known as Pet 006."

Pet? I think to myself. The recording continues.

"Pet 006, your courses will begin tomorrow. Please adjust to your new room and partner. Anything taught within this facility will stay within this facility unless told otherwise. As we speak, your Pino is being updated to Pet Protocol. Enjoy your stay and work hard Pet 006." There is a ding signaling the end and I remove the chip.

P3-W7 is still dazed, listening to her broadcast. I wait for her to finish. After a few minutes longer she removes her chip and looks at me. "So... Im Pet 005."

"Im Pet 006." I reply, confusion laced within our voices. "What now?" I ask.

"We let it sink in. Relax. Check out Pino's changes..."

"Sounds good. Pino, update log please."

"Pet 006, I have been updated for Pet Protocol. Daily routines will stay the same apart from minor changes. I will monitor yout brain waves to determine your future role. Some classes will be ran through my program. Games for free time have been removes and new ones installed. You must earn points to purchase new programs. Currency has been added to my system for the transactions of your stay. End of log."

I spent a good couple hours exploring Pino's new system until I found myself growing tired. 005 had fallen asleep earlier within her fluff and I had Pino lull me to sleep with ambient sounds. Tomorrow will be a big day.

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