Part 2
A bulky looking metallic door stands stationary in a narrow and dimly lit corridor. A loud clank sounds and two smaller gears above on either side of it begin to rotate quickly as the door begins to rise under a strained hiss. Inside sits Regg, apparently the one in charge. He’s facing toward a transparent screen lit up with flickers of information, ignoring the obviously loud and clunky door.
A bulky looking metallic door stands stationary in a narrow and dimly lit corridor. A loud clank sounds and two smaller gears above on either side of it begin to rotate quickly as the door begins to rise under a strained hiss. Inside sits Regg, apparently the one in charge. He’s facing toward a transparent screen lit up with flickers of information, ignoring the obviously loud and clunky door.
The Captain looks around the room, scanning for any possible threats. He holds a gun to the back of Erin’s head, an Android programmed to scan customers and provide them with whatever type company it is that they seek.
“That door is complete overkill if you don’t care who walks in.”
“Hey! Captain! It has been too long my friend. Don’t make fun of my door, it was very expensive and lets in automatically those that have already been permitted. It is good to see you. Now tell me what it is that I can do for you. Another special request perhaps?”
The Captain wasn’t expecting this reaction and realizes that Regg hasn’t yet noticed the gun back behind Erin’s head.
“I have questions I need answered by you. Now.”
“Whoa.” Regg now noticing the gun. “You joking, man?”
Captain points his gun at a bunch of boxy mechanical things in the corner and shoots twice.
“Hey! Capt., there’s no need for any unnecessary violence here. This place has a reputation to uphold, you know? We’ve been friends now for what? Nine, Ten Cycles now? What ever problem you have, speak and we’ll fix it.”
The Captain doesn’t budge and presses the gun back against Erin’s head.
“Capt., you know androids are indestructible, right?”
“Virtually indestructible, Regg. Not completely. In fact the Captain has his weapon placed exactly in the position where if damaged, I would be permanently disabled.”
Regg drops his gaze from the Captain and looks at Erin in agitated disbelief.
Noticing his disdain, Erin continues through the awkward moment, “He has a one in four chance of hitting the trigger before I could disarm him.”
The Captain looks momentarily surprised but maintains his gaze on Regg. “Are you ready to give me some answers, yet?”
Regg, slumps back in his chair. “Yes, yes. Ask your questions.”
“How many times has I been here? What’s my real name, who is this droid and why is she the only other thing here that looks like me?”
“Really? Have you FUCKING LOST IT?!” Regg jumps up from his chair, about to lose it.
“You want to know how many times you’ve fucking been here? I don’t even fucking know, eight, nine cycles, I don’t know. You always look the fucking same! What’s you’re real name? All I know is your name isn’t Captain Hardy! You tell me just to call you Capt, you sick fuck. And who is Erin?! Are you seriously saying these words? We had her made especially for you! She’s a fucking robot. She’s nothing, just a droid that can fucking be whoever you want her to be.”
The Captain looks at Erin then away, trying to comprehend what he’s just been told.
Regg whispers, “Erin, subdue him.”
Regg whispers, “Erin, subdue him.”
And all of a sudden, the Captain saw nothingness once more.
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