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Past Radiation
by Noobi
Much of the data that the Imager returns is considered of little consequence,
if not scientifically worthless. In fact the Imager project considers this vast
array of data to be an embarrassment to a project that has cost a trillion
dollars. I was able to take a look at some of the random "captures" headed
for the delete-bin.
In one of these "captures" the subject appears to be a teenage boy.
--Outside of his grandmother's house on a long-ago evening looking up at
the starry sky. Maybe the night had a magical endless quality to it, where
time appeared to be running slowly. The breezes swayed the embrace of the
maple trees through which a small corner of the Universe was visible. He was
waiting for something. His parents to return, something to do, something to
develop in his life. Some future calling, or mystery or summoning to dispel the
boredom and ennui growing in his life.
Three teenage girls approached along the sidewalk, emerging from the
shadows, laughing wantonly and walking arm-on shoulder. He was standing
to one side, yet the middle one holding her two comrades kicked her foot
forward and pushed upon his chest moving him back along the sidewalk.
They continued along, laughing uproariously. Why did they do that? Maybe
because things had changed and girls could do that now. A mystery upon a
mystery.
The subject looked to the stars again. Expecting something. He went inside
and wrote a science-fiction/fantasy story. Now lost and forgotten. The
evening went on for a long time. As this "capture" demonstrates, it goes on
for ever. Even these moments pose unanswerable questions. What
happened to the three teenage girls? And of the subject; that was me, long
ago.
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