by May B.Dunn
It was a misty morning when Arthur woke from a deep sleep. As he fell out of bed, he hit his head on the edge of his nightstand.
“Fungal kicker!” he swore loudly as he bent down to retrieve the fallen trinkets that had been knocked down.
“I wonder how this got here,” he said, looking at the small model airplane, the only thing left to remind him of his time in the Air Force. Then he looked outside his window at New Cella City. The towering peaks and the skyscrapers’ glow looked magnificent in the morning.
Just then his alarm clock went off, making him jump. “Ghaa!” he said in surprise. “Six already! I need to get to my appointment.”
On an ordinary day, Arthur would be going to the New Cella City Bureau of Dimensional Research. As a scientist of great renown he got paid quite a lot. His latest project was working with his colleague John on a type of generator that runs on pure ghetalosachonium, a powerful and rare element.
After a quick breakfast Arthur got dressed and headed outside the doctor's office. The doctor he was seeing was on the fifth floor of a large medical building, the New Cella City Health Care Center. He made his way into the building through to the propulsion tubes and up to the 5th floor. In the transition hallway, he stepped on a square glowing on the tile. As he stood still, the square moved him across the room to the end terminal. The vitals from the scan appeared in front of his head.
“Room 5 7 B,” said a robotic voice.
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