I started writing down ideas a while back about a story I wanted to write. I hope you enjoy it.
Chapter One
THE DOME
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The room is white. I sit up and looked around, a bit unsure of my suroundings. There was no detail anywhere. It is small, with a door completely ahead of me. I lay on a large white bed.
I'm seventeen. I have thick brown hair, and I like to keep it short. Its pretty long right now. I'm pretty short for my age, and I'm known as the class loser. I'm not quite sure where I am. I get up and walk towards the door. It doesn't have a handle and opens as I walk toward it.
A soft female voice comes from the ceiling;
"Welcome Seth Aaron, to the Dome. I hope you had a nice sleep. Please do not be alarmed of your return. Please report to the main hall where you will be taken to the head doctor."
I wander out to a very large hall. A large hovering seat floats in a dreamy way over to me and in a robot like voice tells me to sit down. I do.
It immediately jerks into a motion that makes me feel like sleeping. It goes through another door into a mass dome with hundreds of people were moving in an orderly fashion to certain areas.
I stare at one of the faces. They aren't human. A blank expression sits on their face. They are bald and have very large eyes that don't actually look at anything. I'm completely mesmerized. They all seem to look the same.
The seat moves into a small hall with stairs in front of me. I get off and walk up the stairs. I feel tired.
As I enter the room I notice a large desk with a man sitting at it. He has a small short beard and thick brown hair.
"Welcome," He strokes his beard, "To the Under-Dome 3073. I can see you are quite confused. We have taken you back. A small mistake was made of putting you on Earth. You are supposed to be on Lear, another world that needs you. We have a nice family waiting for you to be born."
I look at him, not saying anything. I don't feel right here.
"What do you mean? Taken back?"
"We sometimes make mistakes of putting people on the right world. We don't always know what is right until the mistake is maken. We need your talents on Lear, so that people there will benefit from you. I don't know exactly how to explain this to a human, your brains are so much smaller then ours. Have you ever seen a missing sign on bulletins before?"
This question confuses me even more, "Yes."
"Those are people that have been taken back, to be put on Lear, or vice-versa."
I stare, "But who cares if Earth gets a bit ahead of this "Lear". I mean, your ripping families apart just to make a balance."
"You don't quite understand. If the worlds get too much out of balance, we might lose control over one of them."
"But..."
"Enough of this, would you like some coffee?" Two cups flip up from the desk and a valve pours coffee into each. I grab a cup and slowly begin to sip from it.
I begin to become more curious, "Whats your name?"
"I go by Enra Growls around here, but my real name is M378C2783UD3073."
"Your name is in numbers because?"
"Our names go by our race, sex, and which under-dome we coroperate in."
"Enra Growls, I regonize that name."
"You are a mere human. You shouldn't recognize any names of the supirior humonies.
I suddenly remember the expressionless human like things, "What are those dead like things that float around in that large hall?"
"They are human souls, they are made here before they are born."
I suddenly start thinking, "Then how can a human like me exist in a place where only human souls can be functional?"
He looks me deeply in the eye. I have a funny feeling that he knows more about me then what he makes me believe, "That is a question I cannot answer."