We may be living in a space opera universe without realizing it…
The incessant beeping of the alarm on her phone breaks her sleep. As she clumsily presses “Dismiss”, the excrutiating ringtone stops and a pop-up flashes on the black screen reporting the number of casualties due to a bomb blast, followed by other news flashes regarding the number of people who died in a highway accident or the marriage of an uptown celebrity in the latest fashion. She slides them aside and checks her schedule for work. Two meetings.
Another day begins. She holds the electrinic brush near her mouth and it automatically cleans all her teeth. She looks at her own reflection, two vacant eyes stare back at her as she waits for the tap water to turn lukewarm. She gets ready and on her way out, she logs into the zappit app to preorder her lunch. She takes an Uber to her office as usual. The tiny icon of the white car keeps readjusting directions as they turn around the corners in the map on her screen.
At her workplace, everybody is already inside their cabins, sitting in front of their respective computers, pushing buttons and typing hastily. She lets the biometric machine scan her eyes and checks herself in before occupying a similar cubicle at one end of the large hall. Like a wound up toy, she starts working mechanically.
Just when the clock announces lunch break, her phone vibrates on the desk, signaling that her food is here. She goes down to collect it. They have a clean ad immaculate canteen. People eat quickly and don’t crowd together to discuss anything. Nobody wants to waste time. Everything is under proper control, they are under constant surveillance. If they spend more time than required, there would be unpleasant consequences. Nobody wants to risk it. People sit in their individual chairs and finish their lunch silently. They plug in their earphones and eat while listening to their favorite music. They can choose any music from the given playlists online. It’s very convenient.
After work, she returns home and spends the evening idly, watching some movies or TV serials. There are a list of programmes available to choose from. Sometimes, she browses stores online, checking the prices of groceries or clothes and shopping accessories. At times, she played virtual reality games. It ws a wonderful experience as she got transported to a new realm. She battled demons and giants, escaped dungeons and faught with guns or swords as she pleased.
Ordering dinner everyday seemed too much of a hassle so she had subscribed to a customized monthly food delivery package. At night, she puffed her pillow and turned the AC slightly lower. She surfed through her sns, uploading her selfies and reacting to other people’s stories, while lying enveloped within her soft quilt. She often opened dating apps and browsed through random profiles, swiping right or left, deciding on whether they could be a potential date or not.
It was the same routine everyday.
Little did she know that all the global leaders of different countries had signed a treaty with the aliens to stop them from invading Earth, under one simple condition, that they would be allowed to introduce the Internet here, the new drug that would slowly bring the inevitable end.