by Harry Qin '20
Jacob wakes up on his bed, noticing that the alarm didn't go off. He jumps out of bed and rushes out after washing himself. He complains about the alarm, which he doesn’t notice that it doesn’t anymore. Trying to open the door, he realizes that the door is abnormally heavy. As soon as the door is opened, Jacob is stunned. In front of him, instead of the crowd lining aside of the road waiting for the bus, two soldiers wearing power armor stand on the two sides of a man in classic military officer uniform.
“Jacob Reyes, you have been convicted of secretly communicating with the leader of the resistance and selling top-secret intel to the resistance. You are now under arrest by the Crown Guard of the Empire.”
Getting up that late, Jacob thinks he’s still drunk from last night’s party. He just stares curiously. “Is it me still dreaming or what? Why do you guys look like from the future?”
The officer says nothing. A soldier pulls out a handcuff and locks Jacob up. Immediately as the cold metal handcuff touches his wrists, he clears his mind and realizes that it is not a dream. He begins to resist.
“No! Let me go! Who are you guys? I’m an innocent citizen and you have no right to lock me in! I have nothing to do with the resistance you talked about, and I want my lawyer?”
The noise he makes attracts many people around him. Jacob notices that everything around him is changed. Buildings made of metal and glass stand high above the cloud. Bridge network sets above the streets and takes charge of traffic. People on the street are wearing weird clothing and some special devices. Surprisingly, he sees some robots walking just like people. Noticing some people are looking at him, he tries to ask for help. But those people just walk away rapidly and never look back.
Jacob is forced into a prison van. He saw three other prisoners. A super-strong, brown skin guy, a tall and thin geek wearing a pair of big glasses, and a blond lady with piercing on her nose and tattoo of a dragon on her left shoulder. Three of them turn eyes on him, looking curiously.
“They say you work for the resistance. Is that even still a thing now? I thought they were wiped out years ago.” The geek asks.
Jacob doesn’t know how to respond since he doesn’t even know why he’s in this place right now. So he instead asks three of them, “What year is it now?”
A short silence, then the three prisoners break into a loud laugh. “Seriously? Dude, you must be drunk, well, though you technically can’t be drunk.” The muscular man teases at him. “This is the year of 9102. Alcohol was banned permanently since the Empire took over the world. Welcome to Mars, Terran.” The blond lady is more straightforward, teasing him for not knowing anything, and giving him information that he needs.”
“So What is this resistance thing anyway?”
“Aren’t you a member of that died organization? You guys were exposed and eliminated almost a decade ago.” The geek seems pretty into this.
“I don’t know because I’m not a member of the resistance! I have no idea why they arrest me. Actually, I...” Jacob hesitates to tell them the truth.
A sudden impact on the van ends their conversation. The van turns over and stops moving. Jacob hears the sound of laser gun shooting from Star War movies he watched before, then some screaming, and all quiet down.
The door is opened, a man with a patch on his right eye sends out his hand to Jacob.
“Agent Reyes, how are you doing recently? Sorry, we couldn’t warn you sooner. Now let’s get out fast.”
Jacob is taken onto a jet and led to the secret base of the resistance.
“I’ll go check you in right now. Meanwhile, the leader wants to see you.”
He’s sent to the top floor of the base. There, he sees an old man lying on the bed with many super-advanced devices monitoring his body and green fluid transfusing through his left hand.
“You must be Jacob. Come here.” His hands tremble, showing Jacob to come closer.
“I’ve been dreaming about you for so long. You see, when I was born, I got the power to sense fluctuations in the timeline, which was unexplainable and magnificent, but I was born in the wrong time. The Empire rose up. Even though I had no threat with my power, the Empire wanted me. The resistance saved me out of there, saying I was the savior of the world. I joined them and eventually started leading them, but I had no use with my power. Ten years ago, I had a sudden sense which was the same as when I first knew I had the power, and it got stronger as time passes, telling me that someone is coming to help us. So we the resistance went underground and hide, waiting for the day that you come.”
“Wait wait wait wait, what?” Jacob can’t take it anymore and interrupts the leader immediately. “You say I’m the savior? Come on. If you know I’m special you must know that I’m from 2019 and I have nothing to do with your timeline.”
“I know you will eventually understand your mission, so I’m not worried. Now, take this.” He raises his shaking right hand, pointing toward a blue capsule on the desk next to him. “It’s the transporter, when you are in danger, as long as it’s fully charged, break it, and you will be sent to the safe place. After that, it takes days to recharge itself, then you can use it somewhere else. For you it’s just gonna be a dream in this timeline, I promise, you will not get hurt on the other side.” The leader explains to him.
“I, it’s too much, sorry, I can’t take this!” Jacob says, frightened, trying to escape from the room. In front of the door, he again hears gun shooting, then a sudden explode pushes him backward.
“Hello, prisoner Reyes, it’s so hard to find you!”
Seeing the face of the officer and dozens of soldiers in power armors, Jacob falls in to desperate. He sees laser shooting out of the guns toward him, then he falls into the darkness.
“Dinging-ing, Dinging-ing” Jacob suddenly jumps up, looking for gunshot holes on his body. The next second, he realizes that he’s on his bed, and the alarm just ran off.
“It’s just a dream, it’s just a dream.” He calms down, feeling finally relieved from a dream of the crazy future fantasy of tyranny. “Maybe I shouldn’t play too much video games anymore, it’s got to be it.”
Feeling relaxed and fortunate, Jacob goes out for work.
At night, when he finally gets home tired and wants to go to bed, he freezes his eyes on his bed, a quarter-filled blue capsule shining in the darkroom.