The year 2280

Below is an excerpt of a new manuscript, a science fiction novel

Just another day

2280

An excerpt

The walls on both sides of the ergonomic bed opened up slowly half way though; pushing the ceiling about one foot upwards, and exposing thus the all round chamber illumination letting its light flood gradually the compact chamber like huge eyelids opening up simultaneously.

As light’s splendor flooded his bed chamber Human1986/E80516911, or H86 as he is known to his friends and acquaintances) woke up. He opened his eyes, yawned and stretched his limbs �" and watched the ceiling as if he is still in mid slumber. It took him about five seconds to calibrate his brain and right afterward he got off his bed, with surprising agility, while taking into account his age; he is two hundred ninety four years old, one of the veteran humans, which survived and kept existing on this remote planet.

In his bathroom’s multi-d****e cabinet he surrounded his athletic body to the battery of tiny showers that covered his body with warm water, from all around him and from up above. Five minutes passed and the sprinklers started automatically to diffuse warm air, which massaged gently his body and dried it.

With some urgency he crossed the short space of his bathroom and entered another small cabinet, intended for old relics like himself alone �" to empty his bowels.

‘Xumuotocrasus protector of our planet,’ he muttered aloud right afterwards while washing his hands.

‘How long do I’ve to wait till they’ll solve our problem, and we’re so few… They’re waiting for our extinction it seems �" that’s how our problem would be solved, yeah that must be it.

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