Chapter Three

I think it's time I share about my life and start sharing my present rather than tell you something from my past, or Dustromedian's past, or stories that might not even be true. My name's Zachary, Zachary Adams. People call me Zac for short. I live with my parents and little brother, Zayne Adams. My dad, James Adams, I shared about his job earlier. And my mom, Kathleen Jacob. She's a nurse. Works everyday at the neighborhood health centre. My dad works everyday as well. No matter how hard they work, their salary is still the same. We are not rich. Not entirely poor too. We can be considered among the majority of the types of people in the universe. But what matters most to us is not wealth or materials. But what is important is our relationship and love. My parents both always emphasise the importance of moral values and love and of course humanity. I'm glad to be their son. Even if many other kids in school have rich parents who can buy them anything they asked for. But love can't be bought and I'm happy I gained that from my parents. I have one best friend. A very friendly guy he is. Norman Sky. He is the nicest person I've ever met aside from my family. He always makes himself free to assist anyone in need. We will hang out together and play until it's curfew time before parting ways. He lives in the block beside us. When it's time for curfew, just minutes before they turn on the forcefield barrier, blocking anyone from entering or leaving the block, we both will speed to our respective blocks and run home. Each home has the light wall. We use them instead of doors. It's an identification barrier and only the person who lives there or identities encrypted or accepted in the house system can enter. Visitors can enter when the owner unlocks it. Government officials definitely have the power to enter, they wouldn't bother to ring the bell or inform us before breaking in. Strangers and criminals will just vanish into pieces of electric cells if they passed through it. Basically, the security is good and we are safe. No one dares to rob a house. But it's barbaric what they'll do to the criminals. Most criminals are just misguided and following orders. I think it's insane everyone receive the same consequence when every single person did something differently. That's life. I can't say on Earth but you know what I mean. That's life in this universe.

All forcefield barriers do the same thing to whoever unauthorised passing through. That's what happen to innocent victims who was a little past their curfew time not knowing about the dangers of the barrier and then went to their death. For those who knew, they reluctantly stayed outside before the techbots vaporised them. Or for some lucky victims, when security officers found them first before the bots, they're sentenced to prison and torture. I don't consider that lucky as well though. So when I got home every time a few minutes before curfew, my parents would apprehend me for being careless. Norman got scolded too. I just find it funny. I don't know how being close to death is funny, but honestly speaking, I am quite rebellious. But I felt sorry for Norman though, he's influenced by me to do so. But that does not mean I disobey all the time. You see, Norman is like an angel. Innocent he is in many situations. At times, he'll follow me with my activity and at times, I'll follow his. We learn from each other. I don't know about him, but I definitely learn a lot from him. He's not just my best friend but a good one too.