i quit working at the co-op and got an office job. from the job description it appeared to be a secretarial position with amazing benefits, but within my first shift i learned the truth.
the organization was harvesting images from your memory, every image from the past 10 years was harvested and you had the option of loosing all of those images/memories, or having them replaced by company generated images.
within seconds of learning this i quit. the boss, upon learning that i was quitting, told me that if i deposited any amount of money that had been given to me by the company into my bank account, then i would be theirs forever. i decided to give back my day's pay, but the boss left before i could give it to him, and instead of following the boss back to his office i went back to my room in the dorm to pack my things.
before i began packing up my the things that i brought with me, i went over to a set of shelves and grabbed a few pieces of sliced meat which were among the groceries which i had just bought to bring home to my family. as i was eating the slices, the new girl, the one that would replace me, was sitting on the bed next to my storage space and she told me that the meat was not roast beef alone, there was human mixed in, that's why the color of the meat was so red, you can't cook human meat well enough, it always looks like what it is,
dead muscle.
i stopped eating the meat immediately and began to look at the rest of the groceries that were on my shelves. i soon realized that everything i had bought was made by the company, or made for the company, everything on the shelves had their logo on it, and now, not only could i not bring home my day's pay, i also could not bring home any of the food i had just bought, lest i contaminate my family with unknown substances, or even human-known substances.
i left all of my groceries on the shelves above the bed and began packing my sleeping bag, pillow and clothing, making sure to pack only items that i had brought with me. as i was packing i asked the new girl if she'd give the boss back my day's pay. she answered, "no", and i then asked her for the boss's cell phone number so i could call him and make an appointment with him to give it back. she gave me the number and when i called the boss, he invited me and my husband to a party.
i was very skeptical about attending, but we went. this was the only time since quitting my job that i had seen or spoken with my husband, and while amidst the party i had to tell him that i quit my job, the reason why i quit, and not only did i loose a day's pay, but all of the groceries i had just bought for the week were contaminated, i couldn't bring home anything from here. i tried to do this covertly, but the party was small and chances were high that everyone had overheard me. strangely, during the time of our conversation, my husband had little to say and just kept eating. he was completely focused on his food and did not utter a word, or even glance at me as i spoke to him. i was just about to say something to him about this, like: "didn't you just hear what i was saying? are you listening to me? i don't have a job! i can't accept my day's pay! i can't bring home the week's worth of groceries i just bought! we're totally screwed!"
however, it was at this moment that the boss chose to begin the presentation.
the guests gathered around two tables and two young women got up and laid down on top of them. the boss poured a white viscous liquid over the core of their bodies, it looked like elmer's glue, but once on their bodies the liquid began to move and spread, covering the entire length of the body, every piece of hair and every tip of toes and fingers, everything was covered.
somehow i knew that once their body was completely covered, the white liquid would devour them, shrivel them down to their bones.
the boss was saying something about how wonderful this was, that these women were choosing to be beautiful young sacrifices, how glorious this was and ... it was at this moment that i chose to leave. i couldn't bear to watch this happen and did not hear the rest of the boss's words as i began to make my way through the standing guests, towards the sliding glass doors, on the opposite side of the room. on my way to the doors there was a woman behind me that said the space outside was called "the shrieking fields".
a moment before i walked out of the doors i grabbed a white towel from a stack that was on a shelf near the door and then headed outside. there was a patch of grass in front of rows of wooden benches, the benches forming a semi-circle within the grass, like a waxing crescent moon. as i walked out into the patch of grass i was wiping my hands on the white towel. i had noticed a small bit of the white goo had gotten on the tips of my fingers. apparently it had gotten on a few of the other guests as well, because now all of them were outside, standing within the grassy patch known as "the shrieking fields".
one of the guests suggested we roll in the grass to get the white goo off and all of them began to do that. before long there were patches of the white liquid covering the blades of grass and i noticed that almost every blade of grass was surrounded by the white viscous liquid. there was no where within the shrieking fields that was safe, there was no where i could step without touching the white goo and risk becoming contaminated further.
(it was at this point that i woke up fully and my conscious mind took over and began asking questions: could i jump/climb over the wooden fence? or were we too far above ground? maybe i should climb over the fence and let myself fall regardless of the height? is the only way to rid oneself of contamination by stripping off all clothing and shoes? if i were to do that, it would be best do strip only after jumping/climbing over the fence, otherwise the white goo could get on my bare feet and then things outside this place would be contaminated and that would be terrible, even more terrible than what had just been done and if i am jumping/climbing over i should bring along an extra towel or two, just in case a stray bit of the white goo remains ...)
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