Eden At last

Error In The Destiny

Alfred placed his coffee mug right between Milo and Toni’s empty mugs. Everybody in the cafeteria had already finished their sips of coffee, yet a strong smell of cocoa infiltrated the air as if it were early in the morning. Alfred woke up last and was having his cup of coffee, while everyone had started their chores. This was the result of his late night ventures. “Chug it up, kiddo… The works aren’t waiting for ya”, Mr. Boomer patted lightly over Alfred’s shoulders.”Alright then, you have to clean the Lane 21 corridor; help Mr. Heinz in his stock house duty and … that’s all” Mr. Boomer pointed out his schedule list and grinned.

Alfred was rooted to his spot, while glimpses of the previous night’s operation slide showed inside his brain. How can he forget that Lane no.21 was the same lame they had stealthily ran into in the mid of the night.

‘Lost into something, Mr. Maximus’, Toni hissed into Alfred’s ears. The voice was so low and calm that it felt like it was one of Alfred’s own thoughts. ’NNNope… just trying to figure the worst possible scenario, of what could happen in about a month.’ said Alfred listlessly.

‘Don’t you feel lost about it… we will do something before it can hit us? But most importantly, your chores aren’t waiting for ya’, Toni punched Alfred’s left shoulder and he choked some coffee.

Afterwards, Alfred picked his jacket from the chair’s arm and headed on towards the corridor of LANE 21.

The corridor was hustling with chaos, which was surprising even though it was prime time of the day. During that part of the day, mostly dwellers are busy in their respected chores and very few (the total extroverts) manage sometime to start a cocky conversation. So, it stands to reason that something has been unusual to initiate the pandemonium.

‘Hey Deep, come here… what’s the deal, mate?’ Alfred caught Dipesh in the middle of the chaos.’ That French prisoner… what’s his name again?’ Dipesh panted while he rested his body over Alfred’s shoulders. ‘Leon… isn’t he León’, Alfred corrected. ’Yeah...Leon he has turned into a MINK’, Dipesh cried.

Alfred knew how aggressive minks are naturally; they act like normal but eat the flesh out of you if you come too close to their exposure. Minks are basically the victims of the vitale chips planted inside their brain, which activate after a period of time. The chips are designed to control humans so that they can inflict damage on the other beings, with their own conscious mind getting overlapped by the chip’s servers. The Kommunist clan controls the working of the chips so as to make a world of crisis. And then they start the master plan of saving the cities by reinforcing their own terms of military domination.

When Alfred was recruited to the bunkers he had already seen a lot of mink in action and fought many in the course. Thus he was the last guy in the bunker to be afraid of them and he was the only man who had the skills to read a mink’s mind. As for León, he was brought and then kept in the cell when he started to show symptoms of being infected. He was kept under conditions advised by the scientists for studying their behavior. And much to the luck of the scientists of LANCE, they believed that a victim can be permanently cured if they had the willpower to stop being possessed by the chips. Another fact came up during this research, that if the chips could be extracted from the victim’s mind then, upon further research it might be able to unravel the secrets of KOMMUNIST CLAN by hacking directly into their mainframe. For a moment Alfred was rooted to his stance deeply in thoughts dating back to his pre-bunker life in Australia. This didn’t continue for long since he was knocked down to the ground by some dweller who was moving in terrific speed, like a ricocheting bullet. The sudden jerk of the body bull-dozed his memories back to his brain and threw him to the reality of being lying in the ground. The cells were mostly empty, the darkness haunting away the most formidable of the visitors. But the very few who could pull through the sheet of the malicious darkness, were the one who came to investigate.