“Shouting will not help you,” Goethe said.
“What the f**k are you doing!?”
“Quiet.”
“Who are you people!?”
“Quiet now.”
“Hey! Somebody get me outta here!”
“That’s enough.”
“Help!”
“Enough!”
Norbert’s screams fell to a whimper, his convulsions to a tremble. He lay panting, wheezing.
Goethe looked up into the white cylinder with the blue blinking lights. “This recording is in compliance with Title 45.5.1 of the Code of Federal Regulations. The date is January 20, 2042. I am Dr. Amon Goethe speaking to Patient No. 0001, Norbert Jörg Assman. s*x, male. Date of birth, February 26, 1995. Ethnicity, Polish-German.”
He turned and sat on the stool in front of Norbert.
“Mr. Assman, for the past two decades I’ve led a special team of people—biologists, neurologists, mathematicians, astrop
