Persona in #8
The pictures on the walls and above the cabinet in the living room are the most questionable moments of my life. The smiles and other expressions posted on the glossy papers don’t seem to be familiar though Aries, my younger sister, kept on telling me where and when it was taken. How bad was my fall on the stairs that I completely forgot everything even my name!? And even though a fatal accident happened at home, mom and dad’s work is far more alarming so they just took me to the hospital and left me with my 16 year old sibling, then later on to be brought back home and to be asked with stupid and affectionless questions such as: “Did it hurt?”, “What medicines did the doctor advice?”, “Why did you fall head first? Can’t you just grow up and stop playing these dangerous games with your sister? You can play with the computer or the consoles instead; it’s safer that way but don’t forget to share.” I prayed for a happy family now I got parents who never have time for us but got all the money they wanted and thank God my sister was normal though she could not speak. Losing all of my memories about the members of this sad abode made my days less depressing in this long summer. For some reason, I still remember what I learned in school yet I can’t remember taking any class; I also know how to cook and clean like a boss, and at the same time, I’m knowledgeable enough to comprehend every sign, gesture and emotion Aries shows to me – it’s like magic, we have such great chemistry going on that it places a smile on my face each time I caught myself having long talks with her.
She’s been my companion as long as I could recall and I identified three different personalities she would always deny. In the morning she’s quite grumpy, hot-headed and daring that is why I’m constantly forced to make breakfast and clean the dishes after. At noon till 18:30, she’s calm, nice, slightly talkative and obedient so it’s her turn to do the chores as I watch TV till I fall asleep. Beyond the said time of the perfect sibling, there comes the overly emotional, fearful and childish side of her that does nothing but annoy me to the brink as well as love her for being a sweetheart who keeps on asking for bedtime stories. I was contented and secretly happy in this simple life though it’s just the two of us in this average sized home most of the time; which made me think why I fell from the second floor even if it was good to be alive. We’re we playing? Was it truly an accident? Or did I try to kill myself? The last thought hit harder inside than the others so I decided to look for reasons tomorrow to settle the odd reaction within.
I explored the old abode and it just made me feel like we were living in a cliché horror house since the day I was born. The attic was dusty, hot, bit empty – for the old toys and clothes were there – and bright during the day while the basement was extremely dark, cold and filled with rotting furniture crammed with century old objects. I did not last long in both creepy and silent spaces so I spend the hours I’ve got in that Friday inspecting the cabinets, cupboards and the rooms until I felt a presence, a strong gravity, a heavy stare while seeking for answers… I closed the door and saw the watcher, the observer….Aries giggled on my frightened face before pointing the kitchen for she wanted to eat the ice cream mom bought us yesterday.
Lieutenant Beitt checked the records and was shocked by how many problems the system encountered with resource number 012897. It wasn’t just because most of the passages the system suggests for extraction of knowledge were too easy for him and he only gives a little information each hour, it was because he’s unconsciously or intentionally resisting to believe on the realities presented. It was as if he knew it was a trap, an illusion that might end someday. The First Headquarter official searched on the intelligence if it was balancing the truth and the lies perfectly, and there she saw what made it all too difficult; the subject reacts less or gives negative feedbacks on the fabricated ones while unhealthily aware and overly mindful to the little real details of his life. It was truly alarming so she immediately called the Highest Court for the approval of re-examination and if possible to place him in vault zero where either ADAM or EVE could battle against him to reveal the hindrances and to get hold of whatever he consists.
500 - 800 Passages are recommended for the geniuses, they’ve got a lot of those resources so the most valuable subjects are those who could handle at least 2000 - 5000 passages in the Labyrinth – which are no longer controlled 50% by the user but all of it is created and maneuvered by the system; entail for a resource to be more of a slave than to be a giver of wisdom. With the evidences gathered proving he wasn’t an ordinary resource, the officer from the legion of John silently laughed on decision of the Courts to place him in vault ten even with the least number of passages for though at first sight, he’s clearly worthy for vault zero. It might be because of the limited slots in the classified chamber that is why they have to decline but the errors and damage in the system caused by the resource will definitely be a slap to those who doubted and criticized his unpredicted capabilities.
The lieutenant checked his data one last time before leaving the Sanctuary of the Watchers. She found a report about his capture. It was stated there, the date and how they found him: They saw him lying, perhaps sleeping on one of the stray asteroids wearing a suit and a helmet that does not seem to produce oxygen but protects him from dangerous UV rays. He didn’t own any weapon or ship around him so they assumed he was an outlaw left to die in the void, until he moved to scratch his belly and that’s where they kidnapped him for the Throne of Wisdom. The story was suspicious but she didn’t bother to call the abductors for she knows their doing their best as the Courts tell them to.
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