dream diary 12

i was in a post-22nd century earth, which was nearly uninhabitable due to heavy pollution. we lived in a shelter-colony that is dug underground.

there were speculations of a "DNA-altering" pandemic disease, which spreads so fast due to highly congested colonies, which proved to be true. everyone was getting sick, millions infected in each second.

i looked around and there were sick people all around, most of them not moving at all now, but some were still alive.
and i noticed that i was dissolving, my body lost density somehow, vision milky, and my mind dissolved into a white mist as well.


it was some really long time of nothingness, sort of like a dreamless sleep.
well, which i did not realise its duration till later in the story of the dream.

looking around, i saw nothing. a vast white space, without ceiling or anything.
but i realised that i had one piece of paper crumpled in my hand.

hope

it was written in a barely noticeable thin ink, sort of showing how much hope humankind had, in that situation i explained earlier.

but what is this place? there is nothing at all, nothing.

it was silent, so blatantly silent that it seemed like i was in a vacuum.
it was neither hot nor cold. this is pretty weird, since you usually feel slightly cold or hot, there is no such thing as complete loss of sense of heat. it was also weird that my body temperature was constant throughout my body, for example, if i touch my neck i should feel warm in my hand and slightly cold in my neck, but it was just the sense of touch i felt.

right when i was feeling pretty much on the brink of becoming slightly mad, my body started to dissolve again.


i was back again at the shelter-colony, however the whole place was void of people, sick or healthy. i also noticed a distinct layer of dust that has sedimented everywhere, showing how much time has elapsed since i left, or dissolved.
i was clean, though. and there were no longer anything in my palm.


that was when i woke up, in my dream.

apparently i was in a kind of a "absolute zero machine" as they call it, some kind of preservative device that is overused in Science fiction. but the one that i came out was fashioned with the picture of mummy. i think they were trying to be funny on that one.

i smelled like ice. i pulled off some sort of electrode from my head, which was really unpleasant, since the electrodes seem to be embedded in my brain. a thin, long wire came out of my head with a numbing sensation.

i stood up, and noticed there were some people around. i didn't have to ask. i knew, somehow,(probably the electrodes told me) that we were the only survivors of the disease, and we were preserved because the computer said we were some of the people with the fewest DNA misplacement due to the disease. (that means we did have the disease and we're going to die anyway, but slower)

so we gathered around in a circle, around this little A4 paper and held hands for god knows what reason.

the A4 paper said

by the time all of you wake up, enough time has elapsed since the great pollution and it will be once again inhabitable on earth. the purpose of you is to provide fragments of DNA so that the machine can distribute a complete set of human DNA, so that humanity can once again flourish.



after a speechless conversation, we have decided that we do not do this.

it involved no emotions.


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