text: The Society for Everyone The suit I had on was just like everyone else’s. A black suit with the badge of the new Founders on the left side of my chest. The walls on the side of me were painted like most other buildings, completely white. The lights gave the hallways a supernatural feel which only those who have grown up in this environment could tolerate. As a child, I had always known there was something wrong with our buildings and people. An invisible plague which we attempted to cure ourselves off with more of it. The people who I walked alongside had the same characteristics and traits as I did. Same face, same eyes, same colour of skin. Looking in a mirror one couldn’t tell the difference between any of us even after I had learnt to think. I wonder why that happened to me and not them. As a child, I could see those who like me had conviction and strength be ignored and brought down by our society. The same people who tried fighting for something would be the ones who brought us lower. Finding cures for diseases which did not exist. Ignoring the real problems which I unlike everyone else could see with my own eyes. I took a left into a 5-meter square room, which was the same size of all our rooms regardless of our function. “Andrew Ryan. You were late to the works. Tardiness is the problem in which our society is trying to solve. Please do not make the mistake again.” It was exactly the response I expected from the person in front of me. I replied like we all do “Tom Anderson. I have taken your words into account and I will attempt to solve the solve the problem of Tardiness in our society. I will not make the mistake again.” With the situation resolved I left and continued behind the mass of people. I had in my youth attempted in vain to change the system from within. I had been bogged down and told to keep my head down. It was not out of cruelty or lust for power that others attempted to stop me from succeeding. It was out of the need to keep things in the same direction. The people who were my friends as children would take their daily supplements of joy and stare forward as they marched towards their daily task to complete a function for our society. These people could no longer be called friends. As I followed the line of people towards their tasks I was reminding myself not to think of the plan. I do not know whether discovering that my thoughts were not only known to me, was the greatest or worst thing that happened to me. Guess it doesn’t matter now anyways after all of this. It was always keywords that they searched for. Like when John thought too much of the guardians who were our protectors. But in our world, what could we be protected from? At last, I reach the checkpoint into the hall of founders. Several Guardians walked up to me and blocked my way forward. Perhaps the same ones who took away my friend? I could not tell. The metal and automated responses always were the same. “Your happiness levels are below the recommended. For your best benefit take these natural supplements to become like everyone else again.” This was the part I dreaded, I had promised myself to never eat those again. But this plan was not about me or my promises. The Guardians hand was reaching out and waiting for me to take the pills. I took them from it. “If you ever require any assistance with your health again, please do not hold back and come with any requests. We wish you a pleasant journey to the halls of our Liberating Founders” Walking away I chuckled at the term Liberators. It was always something new which they wanted to save us from. Race, gender, nationality, religion and we all went along with it, to cure ourselves of the sins we were born with. The sins of which every person was guilty of. Once within the giant room I broke away from the queue and made my way through the room trying to avoid the orderly ques. I knew where I had to go and I quickly reached the door with one of the few signs saying restricted. I knew what I was going to do. I was going to find those responsible for this world and I was going to remedy it. Entering the door, I found myself with a set of stairs. I knew it would only be a matter an off time before the Guardians came and I started bolting up the stairs as fast as I could. I had heard stories of who was guilty. Some told me it was aliens who had taken control of our society whilst everyone was too busy staring at screens of joy. Some said a selective group of rich aristocrats took control of the old word and made it into their playground. It didn’t matter to me who or what it was. The stairs were far higher than I thought possible but I kept on running and eventually reaching the top. I paused and listened, but couldn’t yet hear anything following me so I supposed I might have been in luck for the time being. This door was quite unlike everything in our society. It had something which I had never thought to see again. A form of light and image which was not the same tone as everything else in our world. I knew that behind this door there would be the answer. There would be the beings inside who had control of the society. The masked controllers who pulled all the strings. I moved towards the door expecting anything and opened it... Inside I found the truth. It was not an evil fortress of tyranny or a group of supernatural demons. It wasn’t angels or saviours who awaited me in the control room of our overlords. It was only a man. A man not unlike any other in our society. He stares at me before speaking “I know why you have come. You wish to end my society.” I do not respond. I don’t know how to respond. I stand still waiting for something to happen. “Why does man object to slavery with riches? Is it not the true way of life? All of us working together on one goal for our people. No person in our society is ever in pain or wounded in any form." He pauses and moves towards the window overlooking the room I had entered from "I made a utopia. No man or woman is ever judged against or unfairly treated. No superior or inferior races or wars over culture and identity. Is it a lack of liberty, if you have never been given it?” I listen to him speak. I do not wish to do anything. “I do not need your response. I always knew this would happen one day. It doesn’t take much you know? To end this system. I tried delaying it. I installed machines to police thoughts, pills to make people docile, a culture of silence and obedience. Yet all it takes is one man to stand up. If I kill you now I simply delay the end and wait for a hundred men to stand up.” I understood. I left the room without a word.