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"Dear Ten" for: Mr. Tennessee Hunter
Delivery schedule: Upon release of suspended animation and following medical treatment
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Dear Ten,
I hope that when you read this letter, you try to keep an open mind and a forgiving heart. I also hope that I will be able to see you soon. But I will understand if you do not wish to see me after reading this. I can only pray for your forgiveness and do whatever I can to help you adapt. I simply had no other choice. Please let me explain.
You see, things have changed Ten, I mean really changed. My life was been ticking away whilst we waited for some sort of miracle cure that will allow us to revive you. But nothing came and you remained safe in cryogenic sleep whilst the world seemed to spiral into an ever darkening pit of despair. I’m sorry if these worlds are bleak but they say that words reflect the environment… and our environment is bleak.
It has been 60 years since we agreed to have you cryogenically suspended. The science was only in its infancy but the advances since then are astounding. I guess that it must be true, only war can advance the human race. But what cost did we have to pay for this “advancement”. Over two thirds of the human race have perished in these wars. Terrorists attacking other countries over suspected sites, wars erupting because someone wanted someone else’s empty desert. It was chaos, pure and simple. Fear and desperation destroyed everything. Some countries tried to remain neutral but it was impossible when the neighbors on each side wanted to blow one another up.
It was as if everyone died or wanted to die. Every atrocity imagined to man has been committed in these years, from nuclear weapons to biological neurotoxins. They would kill a place and then kill anyone or thing that was lucky enough to survive. It happened everywhere, it affected everyone. Ten, we are the only survivors from our hometown. It was wiped from the face of the earth 40 years ago during an attack by a group of activists or terrorists (you can’t tell the difference these days). Then the idiots were killed by a leaky canister of nerve toxin that they where planning on using on some other town. (The Lord works in mysterious ways.)
But years of prayers and patience paid off. Nations began to feel a “spiritual reawakening” that led world leaders to set aside their differences. Well actually I think they moved their differences into some of the newly created profiles and put on a happy face. Earth Council was formed and given absolute control over all nations on Earth. Countries still have heads of state and things like that but most submit to Earth Council (at least in public anyway).
Things really changed during this time. Corporations became so large that they had the power to force bills through the newly created Earth Council. These bills allowed them to defend their territories with deadly force if need be. (Some of them have.) I don’t know which is worse, the slaughter of people for the sake of war or the slaughter of people for the sake of profit.
But these same profiles have given mankind some amazing gifts. We can now successfully live on the ocean floor. I have spent three months at Cousteau One, which is situated just off the Marianes Trench (It was incredible. But I will tell you more about that when you wake up). Space has also been inhabited. There are colonies on the moon and on several surrounding space stations. Humankind has definitely made “one giant leap”
As to “giant leaps” one of the biggest is the cybroneural transference process. (By now, you should have some understanding of this.) People who transfer their soul into a robot are called t-bots or transferred robot. But the preferred term is “metalface”. It is amazing to see these people working, they are capable of the most incredible feats I’ve ever seen. They do have a dark side though, once you transfer, you are a metalface for the rest of your life, which could possibly be a very, very long time or a very short time depending on what you do with your life.
But as we learned time and time again, there is always one person who wants more than they deserve. This time it is a metalface named Zeus. He is one of the illegal metalface models… well recently declared illegal anyway. He leads a group of like-minded metalface who call themselves “Strike Command”. Strike Command has become the largest force of terrorism in the known world. But instead of banding together to fight this common enemy, most of the profiles and Earth Council have decided to use the chaos to try and grab as much technology or land as possible.
This is where we come in. Ten, the Virginia Public Cryo-Center has been acquired by Baxter Industries. Baxter has ordered all patients to be relocated to the corporate headquarters or terminated. I know this may sound harsh to you, but in these days of profile dominance, this is not uncommon. If I agreed to transfer you to Baxter, I would have been forced to sign over all rights to your stasis. I would have never been able to get you out or decide what to do with you. Please understand I simply had no other choice. I HAD to transfer you into a metalface.
I know this may not be much consolation, but I used my life savings to get you transferred. (Baxter was willing to pay for your transference, but they refused to say what model they would use.) I also used the rest of my money to set you up with some funds so you can begin your new life. I am on my way to Earth Station 2. I joined the Earth Peace Guard and they are now providing me food and shelter.
I pray to God that He will forgive me for what I’ve done. I pray that you will forgive me. But most of all, I pray that you will see this new life as an opportunity rather than a curse. Please remember what Dad said to us before he died, “Do whatever you feel you must. Let God decide the results.”
All my love and sorrow,
Your sister,
Dr. Mississippi Hunter
Earth City, General Sector-V
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