Alpha Brain

Dr. Haryana was a brilliant scientist. A short, pudgy man in glasses… and a very thick accent from his childhood in India. From an early age, he couldn’t get enough knowledge. His devotion to learning not only got him a full ride scholarship at Harvard, but he had completed his doctorate at just 24 years old. Nearing 50, he had accomplished a great deal and was well respected within the scientific community. He had two book published, and had also helped create a couple vaccines.

Finally, all his hard word had finally paid off. He was offered a job working with a salary he could never have dreamed, and a lab that he still couldn’t believe was actually real. He wondered if he might even win his wife back once he told her about it. Though, he had sworn to secrecy not only who his employers were, but anything he would be working on for them. The corporation was mainly dealing with a few government contracts, but also had some projects of their own. A massive place, with any equipment he needed at his disposal.

He learned the place rather quickly, despite its huge size and number of rooms and staff working there. For the most part, everyone there was friendly, though most of them were too busy during work hours to get to know them personally. He was in the middle of an experiment, when a woman entered the lab.

Quite beautiful, a burnette with those cute librarian glasses and a typical business skirt attire with heels. She looked important. Carrying a clipboard, and was walking toward him very deliberately. He wondered who she is and what she wanted.

“May I help you?” He asked.

“No,” she quickly retorted, “However, Mr. Trust has taken a liking to you. He says you are deserving of another promotion.”

“Already? But I’ve only been here four months.” He said, with a surprised look on his face.

“Nevertheless, Mr. Trust would like to speak with you. If you could please follow me.”

As he followed her down the hallway, he wondered what this could possibly be about. He wondered what Mr. Trust actually looked like. Once they entered the elevator, she typed in a passcode into the keypad and the elevator immediately began dropping quickly down. How odd, he expected the boss to be at the top floor, not in a lower level. As the speed of the elevator increased, he realized they were headed deep underground. Anxiety began to make him nervous for some reason. He never had clostrophobia before. He figured it was because he was about to meet the boss for the first time, so he took a couple deep breaths and tried to relax.

Finally, they came to a stop. The doors opened to a long corridor with steel walls and LED lights along the edges of the ceiling and floors. There were also two big, tall armed guards waiting for them, which escorted both of them to a massive room. There were prototype weapons and vehicles, with various technicians and scientists working around them. He couldn’t believe his eyes. Everything looked so advanced. Before he had a chance to ask any questions, the lady directed his attention to a screen.

The screen lit up to reveal a man staring at him. A blank expression on his face, but almost sinister looking. He could immediately tell who it was.

“Mr. Trust?” He quickly asked.

“You’ve got quite the reputation around here, Dr. Haryana.” Mr. Trust replied. “You’ve got a valuable mind. We don’t want to see it go to waste. I’m sure you’ll be very appreciative about what the position we are about to give you.”

He began to bow and say thanks to the man on the screen, when suddenly on of the guards stuns him with a baton from behind. Immediately knocking him out. The guards place his unconscious body on a gurney and wheel him off to a room with strange machines that pick him up and start to disassemble him. His blood is pumped out. Skin, muscles, bones… all dissected and placed into various containers for later use in lab tests.

As he woke, his vision was still a little blurry and it appeared as if he was staring out of a fish tank. Why couldn’t he feel anything? It quickly occured to him he was in a tank, though he couldn’t move. All that remained of him was a brain and eyeballs. He was horrified! How could this be? How was he alive?

He saw the woman from earlier walking toward the tank with another person. It was Mr. Trust! He couldn’t help but think about what a terrible thing they had done to him. Mentally cursing at them. A screen next to the tank began to light up as he thought about all the terrible things he could wish would happen to them.

“Now, now, doctor. That’s not a very nice thing to say.” Mr. Trust, said to him in a soothing voice. He could hear him clear as day. They must have wired him to a computer so they could communicate. He began to panic.

“Relax, you will stress yourself out for no reason.” Trust cooed.

“How could you??” He retorted.

“I’m glad you made it through the procedure. Miss Abigail had doubts you would survive,” the man chuckled with a smirk on his face.

“You’re a monster!”

“Perhaps,” Trust said, “Though, in time you will begin to realize what a great gift I have given you. You are the first of many great minds that will never again know hunger or pain. You will never have to worry about your health again. Think about it. Your body had another 40 years at best. Now you will be with us as long as you want. Eventually, I will have to leave my body as well, so don’t think of it as a punishment.”

“Oh God! What has happened? Please save me!” Was all he could think.

Mr. Trust looked him directly in the eye and with a smile, told him, “There’s no use in praying, doctor. I’m your god now.”

Then I woke up.

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