CRYONIUM

Chapter 6: The Heaven in the Hell

PART 1:

Soon after the leave of Esq. Mayden and others, the primitives of twenty first century once gathered around and began to chit chat eagerly. They were all longing to known one another. This being a very crucial period, they wanted support and someone to share their identity, past experiences and future plans. Hence, according to that instinct, they have selected people whom they felt could be their companions (irrespective of gender) and began to express their minds. However, the chit chat just couldn't continue for long, as a unseen red alert beep started all around them. Being panic-stricken, the primitives began to look around very confusedly. To their surprise, one CMP by name Emory and one Globetrotter Dallan, whom they have come in contact soon after their resurrection, came by. Emory looked at all once and rushed towards a wall. She pressed a button, which extended a hidden screen. She typed some words and soon, the beep stopped. The much relived primitives relaxed a bit and began to breath normally. Dallan and Emory at once took the leadership and gathered in front of everyone and addressed them.

“There is no need to worry about the beep. First, kindly note that this whole area is secured with non-seen nano cameras and highly sensitive devices, which are guarding you. The beep you heard is called Vocalate. It is a sensitive device which records all the sounds made by you verbally. Of course, it has a limit and since you were chit chat with each other exceeded it’s normal reading, it gave the beeping alarm to notify us.” Emory said in a soothing voice.

“Does that mean we are not to chit chat loudly? ” It was Mannar who asked the question very innocently. At once Dallan and Emory exchanged a secret glance.

 “Unfortunately,  yes Mannar. First please understand that we are in a very highly sensitive domicile as of now. As Emory said, all your conversations, actions and behaviors are recorded for scientific purposes. Hence for the time being, I request you all to control your yearning to know each other. Yes, it many seem harsh, but then, this is the protocol of our advanced society. Here people don’t talk, at least, so much as you do. As we go on you will understand things one by one slowly. ” Dallan explained with a smooth voice and trying to sound not least offended in any way. Yet his explanation had a rather negative impact on the primitives. Emory who observed this at once started to clarify in a sweet voice and a cute smile on her face.

“Not need to look so aghast. This will just be for a short period. I assure that you can converse and talk, but please make it in a bit lower volume and shorter sentences. I have a hint. Perhaps a whisper would not detect or at least highlight your conversation and our Vocalate may stay silent while you do that. ”

“Yes please bare that in mind and one more thing, just for your information. We have another sensitive device called as ‘Symotic’ which scans or records people talking in big groups. So while you chit chat, make sure that you are not grouped bigger. Maybe, different smaller groups would do the job.” Dallan said baring his wonderful whitish set of tooth. This is a bit of effect on primitives and they all looked a bit relived.

“We will Mr. Dallan. Now knowing about your unseen sensitives devices, we will henceforth take control of our natural yearning to talk loudly and do it in whispering and in small groups.” Mr. Connor from Canada (previous!) came forward and spoke for the first time looking at all the primitives.

“Thanks for understanding Mr. Connor, we appreciate that,” replied Emory looking at his breast tag which contained his name. “Further, we are going to help you all with some refreshments shortly, so please relax and feel at home. Also please change your dresses now. You are all supposed to wear special suits as of now. It is all sorted out in your own names.” She continued and smiled broadly once pointing her fingers to the neatly arranged heap of suits in a big rack. Next both Emory and Dallan began to walk away in tandem.

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Soon after the CMP left, Elzinea  began to look around. Miss Sahara gestured her towards the door that had a title “Female Comfort Station”. Elzinea walked steadily and stood at the opening, which had a camera and stood in front of it. The camera scanned her once and then, she heard a thin blip sound of door being opened. Elzinea  entered the washroom and was taken aback for a while. The tioletary things were not like theirs (Time!). The washroom looked more than anything, but least a washroom. It was perfectly neat with fresh fragrance. Elzinea walked towards the ultra lean and comfort looking commode and tried to lift it up. She failed to do so and it seemed to her that the lid is perhaps struck. Indeed, it wasn’t as she then looked up further and noticed that they have kept a small handy digitized tablet just at the side of panel near the commode. She took it hesitantly and touched its screen. At once, she heard a soothing female voice, “Welcome Elzinea  to the Comfort station, please press the buttons below for a wonderful excrement. ” Elzinea  being too stunned, tried hard to control her inner-self. She felt as if someone else is in her washroom. Hastily removing her inner thoughts, she looked at the buttons below and pressed the button “Open”. Next instant, the lid of the commode lifted up automatically. Elzinea  sat and undid her suit and waited for long time to pass the urine. Once done, she looked at the tablet and pressed the button “Sterile”. Soon a semi warm water gushed under her back thigh and cleaned her private parts along gently. Elzinea  quickly fastened her undergarment and suit and pressed the button “Cease”. Next instant she heard the gush of fragmented water flush the inside of commode and slowly, the lid closed itself.

Elzinea  walked across and looked at the big washbowl with a colossal mirror reflecting herself. Elzinea  looked at the mirror for a long second. Just when she was about to go, she heard another female voice “Elzinea  you need to wash your hands and face. I also recommend brushing your hairs once.” Elzinea  turned around to find the source of voice, but found none. With a fast beating heart, she washed her hands and face quickly and used the paper napkin to dry it and dropping it on the container titled “Wither Porter” and rushed outside. She just felt relief once she was out of the so called “Female Comfort Station”.

Well, on the other hand Ngai and Kim (both being the ancient Vietnamese males) had had own their problems in using the “Male Comfort Station”. Ngai, being old and Kim, being not much educated, had their problems of operating the washroom utilities. However, Blain (the American boy) came just in time and helped them in understanding the advanced washroom etiquette and taught them to use the tablet placed near the Commode. Soon after relieving themselves, Ngai and Kim looked at each other in utter shame and walked out of the washroom with a big black heart.

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As said by Emory, two other junior CMPs walked in pushing the wheels of two big chest containing various breed of advanced food. They silently gestured everyone to move towards the big dinning area titled as “Devour Banquet”. Everyone, being hungry rushed hurriedly and seated on the soft cushion facing a tray in front of them. The two junior CMPs named Nak (Young Male) and Wadaro (Young Female) began to serve the food on paper plates. Little did the primitives notice that the two CMPs were finding it very amusing to do their service of food carriers. Both being humorous, whispered many jokes and made low-voiced comments on primitives with each other while serving.

The food were much advanced and thin too. There were many small Pilule (Pills) on each and everyone's plate, which was suggested by the advanced computer of advanced society. The male and female, who had big body, were not given any fatty food, eggs or meat. Instead, they were given fruits of various kind and health drinks. Although the food were majorly of low fat eggs, bacon, bread, fruits, half baked vegetables and Vitamins and protein Pilules, it tasted good as the primitives were very hungry.

Mannar although being disappointed about the type of unpalatable food didn’t raise questions. She did wish secretly for such glorious tasty and variety food of her earlier home days. Understanding it only as wish, she quietly began to listen to the low-voices of two junior CMPs.

“Poor Nikko and Bohai, they just didn’t know about our advanced toiletries ”. Whispered Nak trying to avoid the giggling sound.

“And Elzinea  was scared that someone else is in her comfort station and literally ran out of it”. Wadaro chuckled once casting a secret glance at Elzinea  who was too busy in drinking her health drink. Meanwhile, Anton (male from Russia) and Osamu (Japanese male) who were the first to complain. “My plate doesn't have enough beacons or dried meats”, said Anton. “Mine too, I still feel very hungry”,  added Osamu. The two junior CMPs looked at them with a whimsical face and consulted their own digital tablets. Soon Wadaro looked up and replied, “we are very sorry, but it is not just recommended to both of you as per our dictum. Kindly bear with us”. Nak looked a bit concerned and said, “however, you can request our Senior CMPs once, they might change their mind in your next meals”. Satisfied with the assurance, Anton and Osamu began to concentrate on remaining breads and health drinks.

Nak and Wadaro soon collected all the used paper plates and paper drink bottles from everyone and placed it in their wither porter container. They both looked at all primitives once and with a thin smile on their faces, they began to walk and push away their chest and wither porter.

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