<object height="360" width="640"><param name="movie" value="https://www.youtube.com/v/3mWht8ce3JU"/><param name="wmode" value="transparent"/><embed height="360" src="https://www.youtube.com/v/3mWht8ce3JU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="640" wmode="transparent"/></object><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><div style="text-align: center;">***</div></span><br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">She was dreaming ...<br/>She dreamt of a landscape, so green and lush with trees and meadows. A clear, bright night sky, where the North Star was shining and twinkling in the deep darkness, besides all the other stars. She was lying in the rustling green grass, feeling the cold underground, peeking into the part of the sky, that was not covered by tree branches. <br/>Somewhere, next to her, the calm sound of water was singing her a lullaby, by gently rolling forward and backward along the shore. Even though it was cold, she could faintly hear some crickets... Was it late autumn? <br/>The sky with a myriad of stars, was so very beautiful, and a magnificent green and bluish light played with them in the night.  She could not believe the moment. <br/>Slowly.. she stretched her hand out, as if to grasp the skies... very slowly, as if she only gently wanted to touch it, then </span>her hand coldly bumped into something solid.<br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><div style="text-align: center;">***</div></span><br/>Intuitively, she grabbed, and ripped everything down.<br/>Her very dream, the fimament of the sky, the green trees and the grass that felt so real, were just an illusion that was torn apart and disappeared into thin strands of light in her hands. Like butterflies, strands of lights were seeping through her hands, while she felt book pages and parchment ripping apart, and disappearing into sparkly fragments, just to be blown away by the next gust of wind.<br/>The despair she felt as she woke up, was immeasurable.<br/>But dont they say: "Better know the pain, than live in blissful oblivion" ?<br/><br/>Opening her eyes, and looking around she only saw darkness around her. Grabbing her hands, she felt only a dark, cold and cramped space. Not a speck of light anywhere, her limbs felt weak and could not move properly.. after a while of pounding with her fists against what was trapping her body, she tiredly slipped back in a state of semi- consciousness.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><div style="text-align: center;">***</div></span><br/><span style="font-style: italic">She dreamt again..<br/>Instead, what she looked at now, was not the usual place in her dreams, still, a greenish blue light shone above her in the sky... a Polaris...? But, no why was she feeling an omnious feeling from this green..fog, that slowly covered the sky more and more.<br/>Why was it so dark? Where were all the stars... why did the trees look lifeless and dead...The sound that she had always taken for granted, the waves, the sounds of insects, animals and any kind of living being.<br/>.. were missing.<br/><br/>This, could not be the northern lights. What was this? Her pulse started to get irregular, her breathing went ragged, as she turned around and ran .. she ran, knowing suddenly that it was only in her dream, but why did it feel so real?  Why..? </span><br/><br/>The green fog covered everything, her body, her eyes, nose, ears.  It restricted her body , and her breathing... it crept into every pore of her body, changing her whole being.<br/>This time, when she woke up, the darkness engulfing her was her soothing friend, not an enemy anymore.<br/>Strangely, she did not know, why the corners of her eyes were wet.<br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><div style="text-align: center;">***</div></span><br/><br/>This time she fell into a deep, dreamless sleep for a long time. But it was also the last time.<br/>Ah, those dreams? Nobody would ever know if this was reality, dream, or just an anaesthesy indicted hallucination, while the patient was kept in an artificial coma.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><div style="text-align: center;">***</div></span><br/><br/>Waking up felt like a headache. But the uncomfortable feeling of being woken up by a headache ,<span style="font-style: italic">because your head feels empty,</span>was absolutely<span style="font-style: italic">disgusting.</span><br/>The first thing she did, even before opening her eyes, was draw a deep and long breath of air. The air seemed good enough, but the device covering her face felt uncomfortable. Her head still felt empty and painful, totaly void of anything useful.<br/><br/>She was in better condition than expected, as she still kept her eyes closed and focussed on her very being and body. Still, there was no time to delay opening her eyes any longer, because she heard some faint human noises.<br/>Using an unfamiliar but familiar motion to fluidly remove the<span style="font-style: italic">- air mask ? -</span>from her nose and mouth, stripping it over her head, she opened her eyes slowly, blinking tears away at the too bright of a light in the unfamiliar room.<br/><br/>As expected, there were  other people here. When she observed them with a bit of curiousity, their reactions made obvious, that they were as familiar with the circumstances and this place as she was.<br/>Not all of them were awake, was another thing to be noticed, as she carefully sat on the<span style="font-style: italic">- bed?- </span>and looked at a mechanoid , no,  android, that started talking to her in a very soothing voice.<br/><br/>She frowned.<br/><br/>Why did she dislike the strange 'soothingness' of the Androids<span style="font-style: italic">- Avees ?-</span>voice?<br/>Seemingly reacting to her, the machine stopped talking, and got closer, before leaving two things in her lap.<br/>One, was a simple identification card. It was black and white, with no hints besides her name, birthday, blood group, and an old photo.<br/>It seemed to be hers.<br/><br/>Mayeni Frost<br/>11 September XXXX<br/>Blood group: 0 Rh(D) pos k neg<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">~27 years old, huh?~</span><br/><br/>In her photo her hair seemed to be way shorter..<br/>She frowned again, upon seeing her hairtips touching her bed, next to her thighs.. another thing, that made her frown deeper was the hair color. Peeking to the second thing that landed in her hands, it was a simple, unadorned, oval shaped mirror.<br/>Preparing herself for the worst, she sighed deeply, and stared into that unfamiliar face. The weird feeling that she did that for the very first time, was peculiar. Because this was supposed to be her own body, no?<br/><br/>Slightly choking up, she closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and opened them again.<br/><br/>Objectively speaking, this was not an ugly face.  She had nose, mouth , eyes in the right places at right proportions, a blemish free, oval shaped face, and her skin was also well kept.<br/>The downside was that her skin was so paper white that you could almost see the blood vessels under it, and even though it was lucid and healthy, she looked like the very same<span style="font-style: italic">- hospital?-</span>wall next to which she was sitting. unnatural. The same could be said about her eyebrows and eyelashes. Pale white.<br/>Her lips were pink, but only because of the light color of her skin. In a normal face, this shade would definitely look deathly pale. Unconsciously, she bit on her lips. A red drop of blood emerged. Strangely, she calmed down after that.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">~Is this called...an.. - Albino-?, I wonder.~</span><br/><br/>Looking into the pale grey eyes, with a minuscule small hint of blue in them, and a much bigger hint of red, when she looked closely, Mayeni understood, why she got a mirror from the android. Sighing, she just gave it back, without any other comments.<br/>Her head was empty, her face and body looked both familiar and unfamiliar, and the only thing she could hold onto was her never stopping mind.<br/><br/>Using the action of recieving the mirror as a chance to fill Mayenis head with a few large chunks of information, the Android, Avee concluded with asking:<br/><br/>"Any questions?"<br/><br/>And this was the moment where Mayenis eyes focussed sharply on the Android.<br/>This seemed like such a good set up. No memories, a new colony. A new planet? A group of still not too old people for reproduction...<br/>Mayenis eyes formed slits as she looked at the android. Of course it would not have any effects on a machine. But her body felt more confident like this. As if she could and would see through any lies, or misconceptions that clouded her eyes.<br/><br/>" What is your purpose. Your<span style="font-style: italic">real purpose</span>, not what you are telling us right now." Her voice felt so unfamiliar, that she froze upon hearing it for the first time. What made her shudder uncomfortably is that it seemed to compete with the soothingness of the androids voce, even though it was a timbre higher, and colder.<br/><br/>Standing up, she cleared her throat, making the effort to sound rougher asked again, pointing her hand at the robot:<br/><br/>"What is your purpose? Who<span style="font-style: italic">- exactly-</span>are you?"<br/><br/>Even while saying these words out loud, Mayeni Frost could feel an uneasiness climbing up in her guts. She felt as if she made a mistake in this new, unfamiliar place...