Where is my boss? I thought she is going to treat me for lunch, but I can't seem to find her here in the cafeteria, have i waited here for a long time? I guess so. I really can't understand why i dreamt about telling myself I am Jenrica, when I am clearly Jenrica, with this ID and all, but somebody looked for me and called me Amethyst, I am really getting crazy. perhaps i should see a therapist once I am done with work today. But my boss is not here yet, that moody librarian.
Librarian: There you are, did you get what you need for your research file?
Amethyst: Uh what is it again boss?
Librarian: Oh , you must be mistaken Jenrica, I am Lilia, the librarian and you once asked me to find books for your research, I waited for you at the office, then i found you here,
Amethyst: Um, I am Jenrica your assistant, did you have an amnesia or something?
Librarian: My dear, you must be pranking me. It's too sunny for a laugh. You are funny
Amethyst: Are you for real? you mean to say i am not your assistant and I dont work here, but what am i?
Librarian: You are the most famous science researcher in this planet. And im trying to keep it together, but i feel honored to een just be helping you with your research.
Amethyst: Well then , Lilia. Thank you very much. i think i need to go now. I got work to do.
And so Amethyst tranced off to find the missing piece in her life, how can she suddenly transform into a planet researcher, let alone a famous one? when a minute ago, she was just a sleepy tequila induced library assistant. she must be dreaming
It;s half past 12 and Amethyst is a little bit hungry, her stomach is struggling underneath that beautiful strawberry patterned dress and the air feels so cold today, almost numbing her away,
she found a bench in the nearby park and there she sat, opening her ratan bag filled with many science notes and an ID, and there it is, her name, JENRICA DE GUZMAN, SCIENTIST, PROJECT AMETHYST.
She was so astound that she let out a little remark, "shit, when did i become a scientist?"
In awe, she read through the ID and some of the notes in her bag and there she saw the word, the name that she has been carrying with her like a child.
Her name, amethyst, but in here, it seems, amethsyt is just a project. She felt scared. how can she be so assuming to even let a project name be used as her own. To her mind, she felt caged in a box with no answers. has her mind been deteriorating lately that she feels as though she is in a delusion of some kind,
Whatever it s that bugs her, now is not the right time for any answer seeking mission. She needs lunch.
As she walks through the busy daylight filled with people, she found a neat chinese restaurant and she immediately went inside and ordered for food, she tried to rummage for her wallet, instead she found cards, she exclaimed, holy cow, i am rich?
She enjoyed her meal so much, the taste of that yummy chinese noodle filled her taste buds with exciting experiences of taste and food.
She felt too emotional that a tear fell from her eyes, she is getting more confused, why would she cry over some petty noodles, then she noticed that it has actually been years, it feels like it's been years since she recognized what food is, so what has she been doing with her life all this time?
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"She is so clueless", Ran says to himself as he tried to place a mask on his face for the third time now, Ran panicked at the sight of Amethyst eating at that chinese restaurant meters away from him, not from the fact that she might recognize him, which is unlikely, but from the image of a young woman, crying over noodles, when she had no past encounters with food and taste. This only signals, that the human clone is experiencing human senses for the first time, and he got scared for it, afraid that amethyst might only break her heart from the introduction of this complex human experience called emotions.
That's when he realized how damaging the trauma of the shot was, it must have altered the girls' brain and sensory capabilities. He felt regret rush through him, and just like that, he does not know what could happen next, his hands begin to shake, for fear. fear of the unknown. Fear of failure, fear that one day, all of this is going to prove futile in the end, For fear that he might be too attached to this project only to let it slid past his control and for it to become his worst failure.
"NO!" He shouted fervently outside that restaurant, He can't fear. He never feared anything, this project is turning him into a mad man, one who is incapable of making wise and rational decisions, one who can't even understand simple and basic solutions to such an easy problem.
"I can just end this for once. Declare that I am incompetent. Let the real world judge me, let the award i hold dear, slip away from me like water"
"This is very frightening. I do not know what to do next" He honestly said it to himself, as he looks at the clone he so wanted to approach for more than 4 years now.
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His Universe is a Trap
General Fiction"Ran, you are a great scientist and you will be successful and no, you are not a killer, it just so happens that you have to kill her in that universe so she can't talk to the reporter and tell the world there, that she is a clone." I told myself a...
