Dr. Kent Rules the Realm

Dr. Kent Rules the Realm

Main Character: An incredibly wealthy concert violinist who is extremely handsome

The setting: In a suburban home where births are arranged by the state

Plot: A tragic murder

                The dashing Dr. Kent showed up to the crime scene early. He walked around the suburban home living room and studied the body. The corpse was that of a prestigious dentist who revolutionized dental implants, his death was felt throughout the country. However, his death was not of natural causes, there was a single gun shot wound to his chest, blood surrounded the body. The cleaning lady found the dentist on the floor this morning. He was a caring man, father of three and grandfather of two. But who would want to kill this man? He apparently had an enemy.

                Kent was striving to find that enemy. He spent his free time playing the violin for the Boston Pops and at night he was a well respected detective. He worked pro bono because he didn’t need the money. He was a wealthy man with million dollar looks too. Many people who first lay eyes on Kent believe he is a model or a movie star, but alas, he is just a mere violinist and successful business owner. Yes, Kent has it all, but he worked hard for his wealth.

                He continued to walk around the room. A bullet was lodged in the couch just waiting for Kent to find it. He soon left the living room and made his way into the child’s room where, it must have been one of the dentist’s grand children who was abducted by the state. He or she was part of a new program rolled out to provide soldiers for the country. The births were arranged to produce only the strongest and smartest individuals who were raised by the government collective. It was a controversial program generating much opposition but it was necessary.

                Kent made his way back to the living room and looked curiously at the couch. He bent down and with his gloved hands, removed a bullet from the cushion. “So we’re dealing with a .38. Interesting, not very professional to fire a shot point blank and miss. Also, considering the killer dug around in the body to extract the bullet and remove evidence, he didn’t spend time removing the missed bullet. Sloppy, yet careful. This does not match the personalities of many killers, so maybe this was his first kill. But why? What’s the motive? Let’s think about this. The dentist was incredibly wealthy, being a pioneer and all. Maybe this was a robbery gone wrong. Perhaps. Or maybe a pissed off family member or patient. I’m leaning toward a robbery, but the house was not ransacked. This is quite perplexing.

                Kent pondered these possibilities, but didn’t feel strongly one way or the other about who could do this. He stood over the body contemplating when his colleagues walked in the door. “Good morning fellas, coffee?” Kent said.

The Future Now

The Future Now

                Three metal beings approached me from behind and asked me some questions, but I couldn’t tell what they were saying. I continued to walk and they soon left me alone. The city surrounding me is amazing, high buildings and flying cars, simply amazing. I walked into one tall building, the door slid to the right as I approached it. I don’t remember such technology before, or maybe I’m dreaming, I’m not sure. I was greeted by another metal creature but her English was superb, I understood everything she was saying to me.

                “You are early for you appointment Mr. Smith.” Said the android. She knew my name! Apparently I have an appointment, but to see whom and for what reason? I can’t seem to remember, my brain is all foggy.

                “Oh, ok, which floor?” I responded, a little unsure about what is going on.

                “Are you being serious? You’ve been here dozens of times. Forth floor you joker.” Said the android with a bit of humor. I walked to my left and approached a strange device. I stepped into it and was soon teleported to the fourth floor, simply amazing. When I materialized I looked at me hands to see if I had all my fingers. All ten, I’m okay. Soon another android approached me and she knew my name too.

                “Mr. Smith, right this way. How was traffic?” She asked.

                “Oh, I walked.” I said.

                “No you didn’t, your flying machine is parked out in front.” She said with a little smirk showing in her metal face.

                “Oh right, I guess I did.” I said.

                I suddenly found myself on an operating table with three men in white coats standing over me.

                “Mr. Smith, do you remember anything from the last hour?” Asked one of the men.

                “Yes, I remember walking here, three robots approached me then I noticed all the strange tall buildings and flying cars. I walked into the building, an android greeted me, and took a weird teleporter to this floor. Then another android greeted me. That’s all I remember.” I said.

                “Hmm, interesting. You see, what you described, the robots, tall buildings and flying cars don’t exist yet.  The three robots are the three researchers you see in front of you. The androids you mentioned are our receptionists. You did walk here, that part is true.  You’ve been lying on this table, talking to us for the past three hours. It appears that you have an unusual ability.” Said the researcher.

                “But, I can’t control it, it just happens.” I said.

                “That’s what we’re here for. We want to understand what allows you to see into the future. Maybe we can learn to harness it, with your help of course. Do you want to help us?” Asked the researcher.

                “Yes, definitely. I want to help.” I answered.