21XX year. On a deserted mountain range, in an unexplored cave, a slightly unshaven brown-haired man in a bathrobe woke up and looked at the ceiling with a tired expression on his face.
The dimly lit ceiling of the cave before his eyes made it clear that this was far from the five-star hotel in which Dr. Frank fell asleep. With a dirty curse, he got up and began to explore his new living quarters. He had already been abducted several times, and he had an idea of what to expect. The gray cat stretched languidly on the fold-out bed and closely watched the prisoner, waiting for him to ask questions.
Dr. Frank asked him “How long have I been unconscious, Blacky.”
The cat replied “17 hours 32 minutes 5 seconds“
“Why didn’t you wake me up?” Frank joked while examining the lighting of the cave. Several fluorescent stripes were glued to the ceiling, around a dull glowing pearl, which obviously was not a pearl and seemed to be slowly getting brighter.
“They used unknown anesthetic. Conventional stimulation is not operated as well as a prepared set of antidotes. Supply of electrical discharge could give away my presence, and it would be disorienting at the moment of waking.” Explained cat washing his face.
“Stop simulating cat behavior. Now that’s not appropriate. And what about food.” Frank said irritably.
“They put a box by the door, maybe it’s there. It’s opposite the bed,” the cat explained, jumping into the corner and starting to scratch the carved box.
Frank frowned at the cat, and he stopped scratching, but climbed onto it and began to look as if expecting praise. Frank waved his hand at the behavior of cat and began to study the box. At first glance, he could not even imagine how to open it, but the BLAC displayed all the visible moving parts, and several of the most likely methods of opening. Frank took the box, which was a little heavy for its size, but quite wearable, and sat down on the bed.
At the moment of opening, the cat’s eyes suddenly lit up red and, bending its back, he hissed at the box, voicing a warning “Warning! Warning! Unknown radiation.“
But quickly his hissing stopped and he continued in his usual sitting position. “The analysis shows that radiation is not harmful, and even predicts an unknown effect that is beneficial for maintaining a healthy body, the analysis continues.” and as if the warning had not completely lost the effect, the eyes continued to flicker red. – no excess elements were found in food, assimilation of at least 99%
Frank sat wide-eyed trying to digest the situation. An artificial laboratory assistant with a database of all known effects on the body discovered an unknown radiation from the food of his captors. He began to suspect that they were unlikely to need a ransom.
“Things become bad” a thought flashed through his head.
“What information have you gathered about the kidnappers, any guesses about their motives?” asked Frank,looking with a glassy look at an unusual substance in a bowl from which steam was still coming out. Something like a cross between beetles and fish floated in the substance, and he then added “What is this?”
“The useful radiation is weakening, first I recommend starting to eat” the cat began to say a little hesitantly, which shocked Frank even more, as he realized that he would not like the answer. But with apprehension he began to taste the broth from the bowl.
“At the time of the abduction, I was connected to the security cameras in the hotel, they have humanoid bodies,” the cat began, but Frank choked and spat out some of the tested substance towards the cat. To which the cat said disapprovingly, “According to the data from the taste buds, the taste is not bad, and the health benefits from it exceed your diet in recent years.“
“Humanoids? And what are the options? I would hardly be interesting for the tragically famous fictional gorilla,” Frank grumbled hysterically, an alarm bell began to ring in his mind, because he knew BLAC better than anyone else and had an idea why he could pay attention to these details.
“Gorilla humanoid too” noted the cat, but continued “The language of communication is unknown, after analyzing during your transportation, several words related to movement and transportation were supposedly deciphered, I load them into your memory.“
When Frank tried to pronounce the word that came up in his memory, he realized with horror that this was not possible for his larynx. And he nervously began to finish eating the cooled food, which, although it looked unusual and even a little disgusting in appearance, but the taste was not bad and some pleasant feeling spread over his body, there were no poisons or drugs inside, or BLAC would have noticed any harmful effect on the body. Stopping for a moment, he asked, “Complete absence in the database? Even without speculation?”
“There is some purely hypothetical similarity in the construction of words from unidentified ancient ruins, but only with the conditions that the decoders of the past screwed up very much. But this assumption can be considered fictitious because it was just a picked up after 15 hours of ” BOREDOM “, since eyes were closed, I did not I saw their letters, so I can continue the hypothesis only when comparing, and these ruins are ten thousand years old, the chance of confirmation is very small, but there are no other similar data “said the cat, looking at his paw, wondering whether to start washing.
“But their bodies are most likely identified, they may very well be artificial people, no matter how strange it sounds,” said the cat, looking into Frank’s eyes, expecting a funny reaction.
“Is this a fool’s day? What the hell are artificial people” Frank exclaimed hysterically “They are certainly not bad material for training surgeons, but not that they can not kidnap anyone, they cannot move without cases of equipment, not to mention the absence of any consciousness. Empty shells whose only use is experimental material and organ donors for the poor.”
The cat looked deep into Frank’s eyes and said, “I recommend showing fewer facial expressions, even if the communication takes place in the brain, if they are watching you, they will be very intrigued by mood swings that are not very suitable for a kidnapping victim.“
Frank calmed down a bit and asked, “I hope you blame artificial people, not to remind me of the reason for your creation, and of my great failure,” and quickly adding, with a note of melancholy, “well, you certainly turned out to be a masterpiece.”
“There is no point in grimacing in words, I know your true thoughts better than you. Abduction process was on security cameras, albeit not of the highest definition, but sufficient to read the serial numbers branded on these bodies.” -commented cat rolling his eyes.
Immediately after which several photographs surfaced in Frank’s mind with a group of people carrying the body wrapped in a tablecloth on a serving table along the hotel corridors, which immediately caused a whole bunch of emotions, but noticing the digital marks on the kidnappers’ bodies, he immediately forgot about all claims for its transportation.
“Have you checked the numbers with the database?” Frank asked with anxiety.
“They’re from another research facility. So it’s unlikely their motive is revenge,” the cat grinned viciously.
“The set of bodies corresponds to the indicators recorded in the technical passports assigned to the numbers that were recorded by the cameras. The appearance also matches. It is unlikely that someone decided to play a low-quality play for propaganda in this way. Humanists have no resources for this and slightly other goals. Competitors also are not interested because it would hurt their interests too.”
Okay, let’s say artificial people strike back. But how, why, and now? – asked Frank
As I noted earlier, the language was completely unlike any other language on the planet, so we will touch on the topic of conspiracies a little. You are one of those who know better than most about the incompatibility of artificial people with the consciousness of ordinary people. But funding and development of this direction has never been reduced, but only increased. – The cat began to narrate with notes of mystery
So you assume that this nonsense about the fact that these bodies are not intended for use by ordinary people is real? – Frank parried with boredom.
If they needed spare bodies for organs and the hopes of relocating to new bodies, the cloning departments more than covered their needs, but they needed bodies with empty genetic code that had no connection with any living people.
And it was precisely the organizations of humanists and religions that were opposed to cloning, and it seems that by completely cutting off the connection with real people, it was possible without pretensions to have a full range of actions with the human body, without unnecessary morality.
This is possible, but in general it is very overkill. And the production of bodies for experiments is not so profitable that so much is invested in them, don’t you think? – The cat insisted
Well, yes, I already forgot how much this has always been a good ground for conspiracy theories. – said Frank raising his hands
So it turns out I became needed by those for whom these bodies were made. This makes sense considering that I am one of the foremost bioprogrammers, but if they apparently financed their production, then they have representation and money. They can just hire me! Although the result would have been the same, they have a very big secret, and I will be killed upon completion. – Frank began to get depressed.
Is there a chance to get out? Frank asked after a short pause.
Not at the moment, the situation behind the door is unknown, even the mechanism of the door is not clear, I recommend that you mark it before they bring food again.
I don’t like what you call it, what is the state of biobots? Will there be enough saliva or will we need to get blood?
Saliva is more than enough, apparently due to unknown radiation in food, nanobiobots are more mobile than usual, if this expression applies to them. I advise you to leave a few drops along the contour of the door
Frank swore softly while examining the door, it became clear why its mechanism was not clear. No hinges, no handles, no holes. Most likely it was just a stone block tightly inserted into a hole in this stone room, and if it were not for the fact that the texture of this block did not match, it could not have been noticed.
Having moistened his finger with saliva several times, Frank traced the contour of the “door” and asked if it was possible to “open” it?
There is no way to cross the entire door and study the situation from the outside. It fits too tightly, or they are using unfamiliar technology to protect themselves from investigating what is behind the “door”. But how deep they managed to penetrate, gives an idea that this block weighs at least two tons. I doubt that you can move it even a nanometer. It will take too many nanobiobots and energy to damage this stone. If they feed you like in an elite hotel, I suppose that the investigated part can be shattered in a couple of months. Although in fact their food is better than the hotel, there are no unnecessary elements in it. This is good for energy, but there is no material to produce new nanobiobots.
So my idea of using unnecessary food components to replenish nanobiobots backfired on me – Frank grunted. Lost in thought, he asked a clarifying question – is there a chance to make defective nanobiobots from what is available, with specific functions only necessary for escape?
If you use damaged nanobiobots in the process, and with a bit of luck, this may be possible, but it will hardly help much. My analysis says that it is important to gather information when opening a door in order to determine the locking mechanism and find alternative methods for leaving this room. Also determine whether you need to make an escape.
Do you think these “aliens” will spare me after reaching the goals? ,
Due to the fact that they are “aliens”, there is a high probability that their goals are very global and can be achieved by more than one generation, even the development of artificial people took more than one century, and these are actually bags of meat that copy ordinary people. After the last kidnapping, your desire to work in human conditions has diminished, so working with them may even seem like a promotion.
Remove from the dictionary the expression “meatbags”, only she could call it like that, and I don’t want to hear it from the biocomputer in my brain. – Frank began to get angry, but quickly cooled down.
Not enough rights to change this configuration – reported monotonous notification, the cat chuckled coldly – she put it under a very high priority in case you decide to get rid of her. Even though I just noticed this, there are a couple more phrases, let them be surprises.
Frank became very sad and lay down on the bed. – What are the suggestions for wasting time?
There are several uploaded series, in case of problems with communication during flights, a couple of fresh scientific papers, but the analysis suggests that there is mostly plagiarism there. And recordings of experiments.
Erase the records of experiments, and plagiarized works, leave extracts with new ideas. Play a comedy about losers. – Frank lay down more comfortably, but immediately corrected himself with sadness, – cancellation of erasing experiments.
Just to count, this is the 73rd time. – The cat reported, and the image of the room, in Frank’s perception, was replaced by the events of the series.
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The boy woke up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat.
He had a dream about a terrible warlock who was always dressed in white.
Servants in strange blue clothes brought immobilized people to him.
He conducted terrible experiments with them, as a result of which they either died and he dismembered them, or they began to convulse and he dismembered them, also some came to their senses and he dismembered them anyway.
He was always annoyed, except for moments when he was helped by an equally cruel lady, most likely a witch, in the same white clothes.
For some reason, the boy felt hatred for this witch, but at the same time it seemed to him that she was the closest person to him.
Something happened, and the witch died, the warlock become sad, lost interest in dismembering people, and he was captured, thrown into a dungeon, where he talked with a cute-looking little black animal.
The boy heard from others that sorcerers and spellcasters sometimes bring magical animals with them, and they may look cute, but they can destroy thousands of powerless people like him. And since this animal probably belongs to such a cruel warlock, it could destroy entire cities.
The boy stopped his fantasy playing out, trying to understand why this dream was so real, why the warlock’s speech with this animal was partially understandable to him, despite the fact that the language was completely different from the one spoken by everyone he had ever heard, he could not even portray any of the expressions, no matter how hard he tried.
They said a lot of incomprehensible things, one thing was clear the warlock want to flee.
