She was insane like busy mornings after sleepless nights”, Ian said looking at the motionless body on the floor.
“I am not upset. Just tired of their abstruseness”, the woman in white and orange suit said. She wanted to bit her lip, but she did not want Ian to notice that gesture. “He will think that I hesitates and write down his thoughts in my summary. I don`t want to lose my points. I`ve almost got enough to go to the theatre” , the woman thought and carried on a conversation: “I`ve tried to make her heart opened, but she was stubborn”.
“As many of them”, Ian said rubbing his chin. Two men in grey suits came to take the body of young woman away. The woman was thin, her untidy snow-white hair had scattered on the floor and made a contrast with black covering. Lifeless eyes lost their colour and looked at the ceiling trying to find the last touch of sky. On her right hand under the tattoo with unknown symbols there was a small tubercle after the recent injection with the nanobots.
“Can I look through the conversation protocol?”, Ian knew he could because he was her chief, but he asked to make a situation not so bitter.
“Of course”, Marjory gave him the device. She had thought that they got to the point, that girl from the Behind-The Wall- Land had stopped believing in her nonexistent god. But no. Too silly, too blind, too reckless. Even the danger of nanobots in her body had no preventing effect.
“Her body can be recycled by the RNO-3 process, sir’, the man in grey said to Ian.
“Okay, it is fine”, Ian touched the sensor panel on his left hand allowing the operation. Men took the body away. “We will save our nanobots. She did not want to live in our society, but she will live in some other way. Flesh recycles into the fertilizer, bones into vitamins for animals. Alive or dead, we all can be useful for humanity ”, the man kept looking through the conversation protocol.
Marjory wanted to make it all faster. She looked from the window at the buildings made of glass and not dangerous organic material: human beings. All around made from predecessors. And some of them had been too stupid to not understand the reason of the wars and conflicts. Some of them believed in spirituous things, divinities and gods. All that fictional characters had made people suffer for too long until scientists raised that subject and found a decision. Nanobots in every human which decided to believe and died with his or her faith. Nanobots just made your brains stop working and you died quickly and painless. And that decision worked. There were no war for last fifty years. “But actually we make a war with those who do not want to have nanobots and lives in the Behind-The Wall- Land. However, this war isn`t bloody. Our total victory is a matter of time ”, Marjory thought.
“So, that girl said that religion is a delicate question and every human can decide to believe or to not believe by her or his own”, Ian grinned. “What an old-fashioned statement!”
“Yes. She had said she would think about all advantages of our society, but that was just an empty promise. She decided to die and I gave her the injection”, Marjory looked at the place where the girl had lain. “No mark that she did even exist”, she thought.
“Oh, what a humorous person she was! Did she really said : ‘I choose freedom’ before the injection? ” Ian looked at Marjory with squinted eyes.
“Yes, she did”, Marjory tried to smile.
“Oh, I can`t help laughing! Ha-ha-ha! By slavery to inexistent god she would become free! What a strange choice ”, Ian took a deep breath. “Well, you need to have a rest. And it is an order. You haven`t worked all day, but I will count on points as for all work hours. Your patient died, but she is still useful for us”, and with words ‘freedom by death and slavery’ Ian left the room.
Marjory smiled. But there was a strange barbed feeling inside her mind. It was not sadness or pity. It was a little jealousy. “I will never feel what was the freedom for that girl. Such a strong believe, stronger than death. Nevertheless, I`ve finally got enough points to go to the theater” , the woman thought and left the room. And there were no marks that people had been there.
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