Resurrection
06 Aug 2021Sharon Valerii
With a strangled scream, the completely naked woman in the nine-cornered container regained consciousness. The feeling of not being able to breathe sent her into a panic. The slightly Asian-looking features tightened as she tried to breathe."Easy." An android who was obviously monitoring the awakening process spoke almost caringly to the woman.
"Do you know who you are?"
Shaken by convulsions, the young woman tried to free herself from the milky, jelly-like liquid with which the tub was filled. But her trembling fingers kept slipping off the edge.
The android gently grasped the woman's slender hips and helped her to sit up.
A violent fit of coughing shook her whole body and she choked out a not inconsiderable amount of the liquid in which she had been lying. Her chest rose and fell violently as she tried to speak. Where... Where am I...?
She gasped with difficulty.
Suddenly her hands lost all strength and she slid back into the container. Her eyelids fluttered as she lost consciousness again.
With a gentleness one would not expect from a machine, the android lifted the woman's head over the edge of the tub and slipped a pillow under her neck.
A soft cyan glow flared in various patterns on the robot's almost human-looking body as it checked Sharon's vital signs and administered an injection....
A melodious chime and a scratchy but soft, dark-sounding voice brought the woman back from unconsciousness....
"Eight... Wake up, please."
"Eight." Was that her name? She tried to remember. But the only thing she felt was burning heat.... Her eyeballs moved violently under the fluttering lids. She experienced a vision of an explosion in which she had been burnt. Immeasurable fear made her slender body tremble.
Slowly, almost reluctantly, the still unclothed woman opened her eyes.
At first she could see nothing in the all-encompassing cyan glow. But gradually her eyes became accustomed to the strange light and she recognised a chamber with eight other containers similar to the one in which she lay. All the other containers were empty.
"Please be careful, number eight." The android at the container gently helped her out of it and led her to some kind of bench.
Goosebumps ran over the woman's bare, wet skin. It was cold in the room.
"...K-cold..."
Shivering, she lowered herself onto the bench. Again those glowing triangular patterns ran over the android's body as he handed her a snow-white bathrobe.
"Eight" gave him a grateful look as she was finally able to cover her nakedness.
Again there was that voice in her head.
"Eight, can you remember?"
"My name is not 'Eight'. My name is Sharon Valerii and I died....