Human Again: A Dystopian Sci-Fi Novel (Cryonemesis Book 1) by Moran Chaim Read Free Book Online

own world. How can you motivate people that have nothing to do? How can you help others feel happier if they are living in their fantasy world every day? How can you even read them if you can’t access their world? I didn’t think I could do any good as a storyteller, and I didn’t have enough life experiences to share anyway. I was sure I could do more than just that.
    Isaac left to do his job and I met with Doctor Manu, the city's senior engineer. He wore light-blue overalls and had messy hair and a thick beard, like he hadn’t showered for ages. He was cross-eyed and had a black semi-circle beneath each eye. He looked like he had been looking at computer screen his whole life. His assistant was a chubby girl with curly hair, who put me on a simulation bed and then stood next to a control panel attached to the bed while Doctor Manu walked around and checked stuff like a messy professor. He then started explaining.
    “So I am actually excited to meet you.”
    “Can you talk slower?”
    “Yes I am sorry. Is this ok?
    “Yes.”
    I hated when they talked so fast. It reminded me how old I was actually.
    “I was told that a young defrosty had arrived, which is so rare here. You are the youngest to ever arrive.”
    “Nice to meet you,” I said.
    “This is an exciting time for us. You have a young mind. You experience the simulation different than us because you are not used to it. We can actually see the changes in your brain and how it is affected by the simulation, so we can make it better.”
    “What do you mean make it better?”
    “Everything was initially programmed by humans, which means it had flaws and bugs. The system isn't perfect and is supposed to fix itself. But because it isn't human we have to balance it and check everything. To make sure it feels, looks, sounds, tastes and smells real.”
    “So you want me to be your guinea pig?”
    I had to hear an honest answer.
    “No, it’s not like that at all. The simulation monitors everybody anyway. But if you would like to help us here in the lab, it would improve the simulation for everybody.”
    “Sure, I guess, I’ll help. I have nothing better to do.”
    “Great, you are a game changer. The team will be thrilled. Thank you.”
    “But I’m willing to participate only if you test me like the rest of the kids. I want to know if I fit into a different job. I don't want to be a storyteller.”
    He paused for a second. He was surprised to hear me bargain.
    “Like I’ve told Padma, I don’t mind having the test but I warn you that we never saw a defrosty succeed.”
    “I need to be tested for a role. Then you can run your tests.”
    “Sure, you are young, maybe you are different.”
    “So what is the test?”
    “You won't notice it.” He signed to his assistant to start doing something and she began pushing some buttons behind my head. “This is happening on the back end of your brain. We stimulate your brain with sensory information and test the response time and neural activity between the different parts of the brain. We also have your DNA sample.”
    “How does it tell you what I am good for?”
    “If you're fast enough you can work in defense and security. If you have good motor skills you can be a technician, and if you have a strong logical side you can be an engineer.”
    “But I am not prepared for this.”
    “Like I said, it is all built upon your natural orientation. We do this test for kids when they are six years-old to see what direction they are leaning toward, and teach them exactly that. Eventually the strong side will develop over the others and we test them again every year to make sure they are on the path to the right job.”
    “So you don't give them a choice.”
    “Choice is not needed because they will do what they excel at, and as such, will love it and be praised for it. We don't have enough jobs and places for people to experiment. Everything must be perfect for this city to survive.”
    “And what if it's