The Investigation
The next morning, Shayla reached level fifty-nine of the administration building ahead of time. Rahim was already waiting outside the dreaded office. He seemed so comfortable, sitting on a teal-colored sofa with Dr. Singh. They were nudging each other while flicking through historic videos of people posing with things called zucchinis.
“Look at the size of this one. It’s as big as that person’s head!” Rahim exclaimed. “Weren’t you cryoborn? Do you remember how it used to be on Sol Prime?”
Dr. Singh laughed, “Yeah, I still have good memories. We had such lovely vegetables and fruit. Nothing like what it is today. These videos only show the outliers though. On average, zucchinis were about, say, the size of a person’s hand. A good zucchini curry could feed a family of th
