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Rabea Shaiboon St. Leo University George Santoni SCI-215SC-OL01 Science Fiction Original Story “Runner 6” “Hey! He is waking up!” I heard a voice say as I could feel the sun beaming down on my face. It was so loud. What’s that noise? I thought to myself. I was so disoriented. My head was pounding and body aching. Where was I? WAIT! Who am I!? What had happened!? Still very disoriented, I started to panic, but I could not move. “Hey, hey, hey! Hold on there, partner. Settle down a second and let me get a look at you.” A deep voice said. Before I knew it, there was bulky man over the top of me with some sort of light in my face. Then he held up an automated mobile medical scanner about a foot away from my face. Once he let it go, it creepily hovered there above me shining blue and white lights into my face and beams of laser-like red light rapidly ran up and down my body checking me out and spouting out random health vitals and other diagnostics. As I struggled in my restraints, he quickly poked and prodded me. He had on old carbon-Kevlar military helmet with a single HUD (heads up display) tracking reticle with laser target marker and other devices attached to the sides all pointed at me. I could see lights of the tracking reticle and other unreadable data shinning on his face as he finished up looking at me. He had on woodland fatigues that looked like a tattered Soldiers’ uniform. I had seen both of those before, but where? Why can’t I remember anything! I thought to myself continuing to panic. “Alright, he looks clean.” The Soldier said. “In pretty good shape too, no real injuries and vitals are good as well.” “Well that’s surprising. Thank goodness for that.” I heard another softer voice say. The second voice sounded female. I tried looking around for the other voice, but I was still restrained and my vision was still a little blurry. It was then I realized at least where I was and what all that noise was. A Heli-cruiser! But what was I doing on a military transport like this one. This quad-winged beast was zipping around on twin nuclear-electric 1
engines. I could now hear the hum to the reactors as we cruised along. That feeling of the sun on my face was exactly that. The sun was beaming on me through the cabin door. I could see the silhouette of a pulse-cannon mounted in the door with as I lay restrained to some sort of archaic stretcher, from the last century, near the door of this new age military hyper transporter. At that moment, I also started to grow increasing uncomfortable with how unexplainably familiar some of these things and my surroundings seemed. “Alright partner...” the Soldier said leaning in over me again. “Your scans look clean. You’re not infected and pretty lucky from the looks of it too.” He nodded his head and motioned across my body to my right. “Infected!?” I said, as I looked to my right as far as my restraints would let me. To my immediately right was a row

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