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became a dream and that dream
became reality.
    Our home possessed a ghostly silence, the flicker of an oil
lamp casting crooked shadows over the walls. “Corrine,” someone spoke. It was
Mother. She sat in a steel chair, an open Bible sprawled in her hands. I
approached her slowly. The pages of the book littered the floor one by one,
like a flood of leaves. “Corrine,” Mother called, “it’s time to forget.”
    She looked up at me. Her eyes were gone. Blood dripped and
pooled between the cracks of her lips. I jumped back in horror. The lamp fell
to the floor and lit the room aflame. “It’s time to forget,” Mother demanded.
Her mouth split open, the jaw bone breaking and cracking her face in half.
    Suddenly, I was thrown from the room and into another.
Nothing existed here but a black sea, with all of Helio Tellus submerged
beneath the waters. I could see myself. My reflection stretched tall over the
city.
    “You must forget,” it whispered. A hand came through the
water and snatched me by the throat. “You will forget!” It pulled me in, deep
into the darkness.
    Within seconds, I was in the living room again. Mother was
preparing dinner. Fern was singing of stars. I saw myself catching snow. Then
all of us were sitting on the floor in prayer. Ellis smiling, chasing me
through the streets. Mother reading. Fern braiding my hair. I saw Marx Avenue.
My father leaving. The days came and went. One by one, the memories faded until
all I could hear and see and feel was the silence.
    When time finally ended, the world died with it. I knew of
nothing, yet of everything. There was a familiar sound around me, a very
familiar vibe... of course... the hum of the earth. I knew of Earth, and life
and death. But I knew not myself. I knew everything, but not myself. I have no
name. I have no desires. I have no purpose. I am no one.

CHAPTER FOUR
HYSTERIA
     
     
    From the darkness, there came light. I knew of light. I knew it
well as it touched my eyes and woke me. Then came the sounds. They came in
small vibrations, in all different volumes and tones. It sounded familiar. It sounded
like words.
    “She’s coming through, Dr. Gerald,” a voice said. “Brain
frequencies are active and stable.”
    “Tell me the DNA readings of Gene-Nome 1.”
    “It appears Gene-Nome 1 has completely overridden the
subject’s humanoid genetics. The levels of Gene-Nome 1 are dangerously high.
The subject will need major cerebral therapy before we can proceed.”
    I opened my eyes. There were humans there, staring at me. I
could smell them, hear their bodies pulsing. I wanted to move. I couldn’t. I
was trapped by some sort of glass wall. Then I knew—this was a cage.
    “Ladies and gentlemen, we have truly outdone ourselves.” The
human came close to the glass. He looked at me. I looked at him. Something
moved against his throat. I watched it pulse over and over. My body felt hot.
That beating in his neck, it looked soft.
    “I present to you,” the man paused, “Arsenal 2102!”
    The humans cheered. I watched them. They looked so frail,
ripe and full of warmth. They looked like prey, my prey.
    The man behind the glass smiled. His eyes gleamed with
pride. It would not last. Once I was free, I would devour that pride. There
would be no more smiles. There would be screams. “Your creation will lead us
into a new world,” the man said. “I have created the perfect being. Even the
heavens above seethe with envy.”
    The heat was rising. Hunger was a vicious thing. “It looks
like she wants out. I suppose I would too if I were stuck in there for two
years,” the man chuckled. The humans laughed.
    “Alright! Let’s get this recruit to the humanization facility.”
The man turned away.
    There was no reason to wait. I clenched my upper body and
ripped through the metal restraints. The humans were startled. I struck the
glass next, and it shattered with ease. The crowd scattered. “Lock