Seventeen years after the execution of Dion and his wife, the same Southern Bloc was no longer under the control of the Northern Bloc, but the military bases of the Northerns remained in the Southern lands, and the former concentration camps were now known as bases for military training for which the Northerns paid a specific amount of money every year.
Among the military bases, there was one, which went very far down the ground like never before, with its world coiled around like a snake and would have been the biggest sky scraper if it was built straight up above the ground. In the middle of those coils, there were a group of rooms, and in this section, there were twenty five and on the left side of the section, the writings on the door read as C1RC221 and on its right, it read as V221KA.
“Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, may God bless you” said the voice.
“Thank you my dear” said the shorter girl to the other.
“It is your eighteenth birthday dear, say something”.
“Are you sure about that? I mean, how can we be sure with our brains so much tampered with”?
“I am telling you, so believe it and say something, make a small speech”.
“I feel that these people will have something to say when they come to know that we have tampered with the camera wires and even managed to steal items from the kitchen to make a cake. Was this necessary? I couldn’t do the same for you on the day of your birthday. I feel ashamed of being not good enough”.
“No dear. It was because you got caught when you tried. This time, it was accomplished by us together. I don’t think that anybody in this prison has suffered like you did when you tried to get me that cake on that day. Such defiance was always going to get you brutally tortured. They had broadcasted that tape to silence the other prisoners, but let me tell you that it did not. They have successfully created a lot of perfect robocops without emotions, never questioning their instructions, but people like us are growing in number. Well, you earned an year of solitary abuse and humiliation just for me. Today, we will earn the same, may be for an year and a quarter, but this time together sharing the pain of each other”.
“I heard that all the concentration camps by the Northern Bloc has been decommissioned officially. May be we will survive, and you can go for that world journey which you always wanted, and I can get married to someone like that guy whose head was cut off for eternal defiance in the men’s prisons. May be we will be people, and not creatures”.
“Yes, concentration camps have been decommissioned, but we are not in one of them any more. We are in a military camp and we are soldiers. We might be walking experiments, but we are also super-soldiers on paper. I wouldn’t deny that though, from the way you almost brought that cake to me and suffered all that torture which no normal human being could have. We are stronger than these prison wardens are, but we are less in number and without weapons, even deprived of our nails and our tooth locked in this smooth covering. Meanwhile, we are highly vulnerable to these special weapons which they hold. We are to be unleashed one day, may be as part of a war or as part of a dangerous expedition to another planet or even another dimension. Until then, we will be grown to become vegetables, submissive to these people”.
A violent burst sent the door to the ground. Five wardens entered the room.
“Prepare Subject V221KA for the extended shock purgation. Put subject C1RC221 in the Ice Age Aquarium for now. Her skin can take a lot, and we shall soon decide to what is to happen to that repeat offender. Until then, a frozen brain and body shall do a lot of good to her. She is becoming my favourite. I should actually kill her, but I am forbidden from doing so. But if she gets killed during one of these torture sessions, I am pretty sure I won’t be held responsible” said the voice through the loudspeaker.
“You are spending too much time together. May be you will love to spend time together while tortured? It would be so cruel of me to separate you, because you are my favourite fake twins. You will like that, won’t you?” asked the warden with the skull mask.
“There are a few other things that we will like. This is only until we get out of here and make each of you suffer. One day, it will be you hoping that you were not born. We have better plans to torture each of you. This skull mask which you are wearing will be your face. And for these things which are your fingers, you can find another name to call them. The Northern Bloc will rot in hell, and this inferno shall be created by our kind whom you have tortured. Yes, I have more plans for you, skullface, and we are still working on it, and so I am not going to tell you more”.
“Fine, do what you want when you go out of here alive, drama queens, but for now, just suffer and learn to follow orders. Don’t part with your emotions though, as you will need it in the torture chamber”.
At the time of torture, they were not alone. Another guy was there, being stuck between two walls of spears and another girl who was stretched. Two dead guys were also there, one eaten by vultures and the other mutated beyond recognition by radiation. There was red light in the room and a fast, dreadful music was there for listening, as if it extended the torture.
To be continued…