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Midge Nezuc

Short Stories
- What am I
- Head Prison
- Read and write a book
- Observe
- What I saw

Head Prison (4 ratings)
         by Midge Nezuc
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"Hello Mr Detio" says one of the five boffin-like people who had just entered the room. "We're part of a team who has been working for the government in conjunction with Msoft who have developed a programme called WINDOWS FOR LIFE. We have been testing and researching for twenty five years and we think we have came up with the ultimate crime deterrent" I gulp as he continues "Well Ben, you are going to be our little guinea pig" I didn't like the tone and words from his voice. "What do you mean" I ask him about ten fucking times in about five seconds, then I'm grabbed by the three little pigs who had arrived three seconds earlier, then I'm strapped to the table ready for my rehabilitation.

All sorts of electrodes and wires are attached to my shaking body, on the head rest there's a hole which goes through the table, as I lay down I fell a sharp pain at the back of my neck as the anaesthetic I was given kicks in. They've attached something my neck. "Logging on" says Boffin One, "execute the extraction program" says Boffin Two, half an hour passes, "all information downloaded and extracted" says Boffin Three, "installing files to C: drive" says Boffin Four, "starting Msoft's Windows for Life v1.0" says Boffin Five. They all stand around a computer monitor discussing me. "Well Ben you'll see us in ten minutes, execute the program" he says with a wry smile.

FLASH

darkness, fuck, silence, shit, numbness, help me fucking God. I've no fucking senses, fear rips my head apart, I'm trying to punch and kick, my determined mind tries and tries and tries, I'm fucking blind and deaf, I can't feel a fucking thing, It's like a living brain floating in space, no real world exists. I think I'm going crazy, who me, not me, let me out, what am I going to do. I fucking hate this, I shout "LET ME OUT" as loud as I could mentally "LET ME OUT, LET ME OUT".

I whisper in my head "let me out, please let me out". I'm crying but not physically, I just want out, freedom is sight, sound, touch, taste, smell. Let me out of this living hell.

FLASH.

"Are you okay" Boffin One says with the same wry smile. Relief and uncertainty to whether or not I will get over this or not, welcome me back to the real world, I'm a nervous wreck I just want to go home, I don't want to enter anymore living nightmares.

"It's amazing this technology, look," says Boffin Two, he moves over to the monitor and grabs the mouse and starts to explain. "This is Msoft's Windows for Life v1.0, we can open up this file here with your name on it, now this is the beauty of it". Boffin Three, no Boffin Two says like an excited school kid, he continues, "you can choose anything you like, for example the Brain. Open this folder then you can select an intelligence level, select a talent, attributes, speed, libido, temperament, memory, behavioural patterns, we close this window and look in the Switches folder. There you go all of your senses, if you look at the properties you can enhance them, take them down a bit or turn them off completely. That's what we did with you, we think it would be a great crime deterrent."

"Oh look, this is great" Boffin Four, no Boffin Two says with that annoying school kid chuckle. "The Appearance folder, do you want yellow eyes, green curly hair and purple skin, it's so easy to do with this program. I love it.

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