text: The dim lighting and the cold that's the first thing I remember as I woke from the cold sleep pod. Dragging myself up from the cold spongy bed. Looking down at me is a face, a face I don't know, I should know. "Welcome back to the world, why don't we warm you up" the face talks. Well that's what faces do I suppose. Sitting up takes great effort but changes how I see the room, the face has a body, a slim feminin figure wearing a tight one peice suit of some type of foamy material, it is a ocean green colour. It clings to the body attached to the face in a way my brain tells me should make me feel something, but I just feel cold. "Mr Wood ? Tell me what do you remember" the face attached to the body is talking again. Why is it talking, I should talk too,"Cold" I hear my own voice it sounds like I just ate a glass bottle. "Why don't you sit a bit and I'll get something to warm you up" the face says and the body turns and walks out. I try to follow but my body has other ideas. "Mr Wood how do you feel" I hear a feminin voice say. Opening my eyes I see the room has changed the woman's face or I should call her a girl is over me again." We should stop meeting like this, people will get ideas" She laughs it's a sweet musical sound,it's one of those laughs that reach all the way to her eyes and it's beautiful. "Well I can see you are feeling better, your vitals are all normal for a man your age why don't you try sleep and we can see how you do tomorrow" She reaches over and I hear a soft beep, it reminds me of the sounds in a hospital. I try to ask her what she ment by my age but the black closes in again. Tessa looks down and the sleeping man, he is bare but for a sheet covering him from the waste down. His arm and chest are well built but covered with the faint remains of old wounds. She wondered what he had done to get them all , she would ask him tomorrow. "Good morning Mr Wood, how are we feeling today" she asked he opened his eyes and sat up slowly,"much better thanks" he rasped. She could see the questions brewing behind those deep green eyes. "My name is Tessa you can call me Tess, let's get you up and about and we can talk as we walk okay?" She helped him get into a hospital gown and then the wheelchair. "Would you like me to just talk or do you have specific questions?" "What year is it and what happened?" He asked in a deep gravelly voice, Tess decided she liked that voice it was very unlike any of the other voices here. " It is 2550 the 1st of July Mr Wood you have been asleep in the cold pod for over 500 years, as to what happened that is a long and difficult story. Let's just say that the people of the old world had poor leaders that made worse decisions, there was a huge war just after you went to sleep and not much of the surface world survived." Tessa could tell by the way he sat in the chair that he was having difficulty with this information, she pushed him over to a window in the corridor. Outside the floodlights lit up the abyssal plain. "Our ancestors from your time were safe down here and forgotten by the world as the surface destroyed itself they worked to survive here, and over time managed to thrive. We have been living in safety down here for over 500 years but now things are changing." "So why did you wake me ?" He rasped "Well Mr Wood you see we have not had conflict or war or crime here for over 400 years to be honest we have forgotten, we left you and that South African gentleman to sleep because in the early years your skills were not needed and until now you have not been needed." The man in the wheelchair began to laugh, a deep booming laugh, Tessa looked at him, confused.