01-16-2021, 10:24 PM
Delia sat on the edge of the bed staring at the man, dumbfounded.
"We really need you in on this." he said.
She stood, walked the length of the room twice then sat at the foot of the bed.
"This sounds like a conspiracy-nutjob movie of the week."
"I can only give you the truth I know." he replied.
Delia wasn't sure she was ready to accept this truth.
The United States military had begun secret experimentation on certain qualified members going as far
back as the sixties. By the nineties; things were running full force. It was an off-the-books affair called
ESP: Enhanced Soldier Project. Using implantable technology, surgeries and follow-up therapy, they would
take the best of the best and make them better. The ultimate killing machine. Nano-bot tech would ensure
a steady flow of detection, healing and repair. Monitoring with just a quick scan. The future was here. It was
no longer a fight strictly for the battlefield but one of the mind. On every level, from espionage to propaganda.
Belief was now a weapon. Independent thought - an enemy combatant. This war would be perpetual.
"What about my car?" she asked.
"I'll send someone for it, we need to leave now."
This wasn't the morning Delia planned on waking up to.
She put on her jacket, picked up her bag and they were gone.
"What's your name?" she asked.
The man slid the van door open and looked at her, saying nothing. She felt a thump on her chest. Looking
down, there was something stuck in her - a tranq dart. He grabbed her and pushed her inside. Two men sat
in the back wearing balaclavas, holding assault rifles.
Delia was fighting it but losing. She fell into the arms of one of the men dressed in all black.
"It's alright sweetie, you're safe now." he said softly as her heavy eyes closed. She was out.
At the mercy of the unknown...
"We really need you in on this." he said.
She stood, walked the length of the room twice then sat at the foot of the bed.
"This sounds like a conspiracy-nutjob movie of the week."
"I can only give you the truth I know." he replied.
Delia wasn't sure she was ready to accept this truth.
The United States military had begun secret experimentation on certain qualified members going as far
back as the sixties. By the nineties; things were running full force. It was an off-the-books affair called
ESP: Enhanced Soldier Project. Using implantable technology, surgeries and follow-up therapy, they would
take the best of the best and make them better. The ultimate killing machine. Nano-bot tech would ensure
a steady flow of detection, healing and repair. Monitoring with just a quick scan. The future was here. It was
no longer a fight strictly for the battlefield but one of the mind. On every level, from espionage to propaganda.
Belief was now a weapon. Independent thought - an enemy combatant. This war would be perpetual.
"What about my car?" she asked.
"I'll send someone for it, we need to leave now."
This wasn't the morning Delia planned on waking up to.
She put on her jacket, picked up her bag and they were gone.
"What's your name?" she asked.
The man slid the van door open and looked at her, saying nothing. She felt a thump on her chest. Looking
down, there was something stuck in her - a tranq dart. He grabbed her and pushed her inside. Two men sat
in the back wearing balaclavas, holding assault rifles.
Delia was fighting it but losing. She fell into the arms of one of the men dressed in all black.
"It's alright sweetie, you're safe now." he said softly as her heavy eyes closed. She was out.
At the mercy of the unknown...
