This weeks entry into Finish the Story Contest hosted by @bananafish.
by @f3nix
"What do you feel now?" The scalpel of a monotonous voice, cold as the halogen light blinding him.
"Let me go".
A sudden electric shock followed and almost broke the arched vertebrae of the specimen n. 19-B, while penetrating his limbs.
"What do you feel?"
"The ... the taste of a chicken".
Dense whispering, silent annotations, white everywhere.
He was floating in that white, for hours, perhaps days. Subtle lines, at the corners of his eyes. The last bulwark of Euclidean geometries. Over him, the ceiling was like an enormous virus. Not alive, not dead. Up there, all the gluttony of a pulsating white blasphemy was unfolding over his impotent being. A dodecaphony, ever hungry of new semitones in the musical scale of his moribund ego.
He felt his soul's entrails slowly peeled like an onion. That non-color was slipping inside him, like a sickly glucose sludge, inside every cavity, along every neuron, hair, capillary. It was a profound evil, different from pain. Pain is a vowel. If you're good enough, you can observe it from the outside of yourself till you inevitably lose consciousness.
That, instead. That was nothing less than a grinding profanation of his soul.
"Now. Some feelings?"
"Feeeeeeelings ..." was the mumbled answer, the sound resembling the broken lung of a deflating accordion.
Silent annotations following.
The synaptic stimulation was proceeding well, soon they could present the product to Mother Unit. It was said that, in prehistoric times, the human being populated the nano-swarm, when it was still called Earth. According to certain niche schools of thought, this.. thing.. could have been at the top of the food-chain. Go figure.
A new product, very efficient in its own way and not missing that pleasant touch of chaoticness, this human. No doubt that the Mother Unit would have liked it and find it entertaining, if not even useful.
The chief demiurge gently closed the skullcap of the specimen n. 19-B and left the room with its cohort of servile apprentices in tow. Enough for today.
"What is your purpose, Specimen n. 19-B?"
He was skinnier than a seasoned anorexic. His legs were rubber hoses left out to crack in the sun. The Hydra formed at the tips of his hair. His tongue showed many creators with milky-white snow tops, and his eye were heavy sandbags.
"Ta ching a brick ass showl to me adoring krans?"
Annotations made by the charcoal pencils on notepaper vibrated the singing bowls, creating a low hum. "What do you have prepared for us today?"
"Kricked assss siongs."
Specimen n 19-B's caretaker, a low-level demiurge, brought over a bottle of alcohol laced with chemicals that would give him a boost. He drank it down like a V-12 engine burns gas. His insides sparked with short electrical bursts.
"Not too fast," said the caretaker, taking the bottle from Specimen n. 19-B's cracked lips.
The caretaker's pet, a biologically engineered snake with the head of a human, rolled over onto its back at his feet. The caretaker stroked it with the the bottle and went back to the table full of various chemistry bottles secreting a rancid odor.
"That should have helped. What would you like to sing for us today?"
"The Taste of Chicken."
A microphone and a stand were brought out and placed in front of Specimen n. 19-B. Grabbing the microphone, he kicked the stand, sending it flying toward the pet, who moved in the nick of time to avoid being injured.
Music had begun to play over the loud speaker. Specimen n. 19-B chirped into the microphone for sixteen bars and then started to sing.
"Drops of acid in the sand.
I'm playing in a band
Who is captivated by the bottlenose dolphin
While sucking down mescalin.
Travel the country side
With you by my side.
We see the mosquitoes drawing up oil
In the car, I do soil"
The music cut off.
"Is that the best you have?"
"The very best. I wrote that just now, like I do all my songs."
"Didn't you have anything edited and rehearsed? Something of ... quality?"
"You're the ones who brought me back. Surely you thought I was worthy. Why don't you let me finish my song."
"Clearly we made a mistake."
"But, I'm at the top of the food chain!"
"At one point, yes. It was true."
"Let me finish my Taste of Chicken song."
"No, no, no. That won't be necessary. I've learned all that I want from this particular experiment. You're free to go, Specimen n. 19-B."
By free to go, the mother unit meant he'd be dragged back to his holding cell.
The experiment would not be left to rot in the confines of a dark prison cell. He'd be released on the nano-swarm where the overgrown beasts, a chicken population biologically engineered at the cellular level, roosted.
The mother unit would also send the caretaker down with the failed experiment to show the others what happens when they bring back band members from the Tortillas de Pelo.
THE END
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