Adaptation

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Science Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic


A post-apocalyptic story about a man returning from the outer planets of the solar system due to disqualification on these worlds. Confronting a polluted earth different from the past.

Submitted: September 10, 2018

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This post-apocalyptic story is about a man that went beyond the earth to a destiny among the outer planets. He grew beyond young age but became disqualified for a position in this high-tech environment. He had to return to the earth. 
 
Seventy years had passed. The earth was not looking the same as before. New species of rats (almost looking like mice) crowded the open areas. And a new species of crows circulated the grey buildings. With a hint of brown.
 
They were not looking the same. The old man was trying to make a living in this post-apocalyptic environment. Strange evolutionary forces adapted to a planet devoid of original environments.
 
But in a sense it was the same: The trees, the pale grass and other natural occurrences shared space with new species of animals evolving in a new atmosphere. 
 
Grey and dull due to prior environmental disasters.
 
The man introduced himself to a few humans left on this polluted earth. They had used nanotechnology to make their breathing tolerate the new gases introduced in the earth atmosphere.
 
And to eat food that was partly augmented rests from another past.
 
He got to know the humans but they were simple minded. Badly educated about complex language structures. Lacking advanced concepts known on the outer planets in the solar system. 
 
The earth had become a prison: A prison of the body, mind and soul. 
 
The man dreamt broken dreams concerning his past life in outer space. That it had higher intellectual value. A species of space-men that could predict and prevent disasters.
 
And it wasn’t looking the same.
 
The man got to try new technology transporting him below the earth surface in long tunnels of grey. Where transport lines divided the traffic in three lanes. Partly absent from traffic.
 
He had a meal at a restaurant serving meat from the evolving species seen on the surface. In effect rats getting smaller like mice and lacking culinary value.
 
Days later the man got sick from this food and was taken to an underground hospital. 
 
Here he was introduced to future medicine. And he realized he had to transplant organs to be able to digest the new food without problems. He had to become another human. To learn a new language. And adapt to a life as a worker somewhere upon the earth surface.
 
A police man.
 
The man (called Evan) was left lying on his bed for a couple of weeks but he had to leave the hospital pretty early due to lack of funds for these survivor resources. It was a post-apocalyptic scenario. 
 
Still it was humans left on earth.
 
The man was introduced to his work as a police man. A profession he tried to avoid on the outer planets. He was introduced to it. But a malfunctioning stomach and disorientation concerning the new environments had made him grow weaker.
 
He was put on a short vacation. During this time he had to school himself in procedures and policy concerning the future police force creating order on post-apocalyptic earth.
 
Weeks later he was out there. Trying weapons. Driving along other police men taking care of civil life in the mode of tuff combat units. He was putting criminals to rest. 
 
Pretty soon Evan got to realize he was a victim of criminal syndicates living under the earth surface. Restless warriors paying their due on an earth looking more pleasant under the surface than above the surface.
 
Puzzling indeed.
 
As the story developed he was getting more experience as a police man on a post-apocalyptic earth. He had to adapt and occasionally started to try conversations with other police men. Especially a woman standing out from the others. With a dull face but with a hint of a spark in her blue eyes.
 
It was revealed that this woman couldn’t understand abstract reasoning at depth. She couldn’t understand the man’s ideas from a higher perspective. To her fighting criminals was a good thing. And a torment to her fragile condition. But she couldn’t understand an escape from these ordinary matters.
 
Never schooled in a language fit for abstract reasoning.
 
It turned out that Evan was pulled out on another mission. Beyond future America to Russia in a black helicopter. There it was revealed that the original environments were preserved. They were almost looking like they always had. And Evan’s team had to land in a wildlife area. With slim bears, patterned lynxes and striped wolfs lusting for blood. Never evolved to understand the danger of human threats.
 
The mission was to locate the burying ground of old Russian police to dig for police equipment that some leaders thought would be important from a technological perspective. To fight criminals in a future where technology had degenerated into simple combat equipment. Lacking the fire power of the past.
 
They were for themselves in the Russian landscape. They watched the surroundings like space-men confronting an alien land. Walked for miles upon a snowy trail where the original sounds of Russia made Evan twist in recognition. 
 
They saw balls of fur left from evolving animals. And they were walking a stiff walk upon snowy ground. Evan thought that the new earth was a nightmare. But these preserved regions were too distant from his adapted condition.
 
The team lost coordination. The police men ran desperately in the cold. And finally got hunted by a group of striped wolfs. The team emptied their guns with future ammunition against these rugged beasts that had evolved huge canines and claws resembling prehistorical body shifts. Projected their simple weapons against the beasts that leapt like striped ghosts in the night.
 
Some of the police men died. Some of them fell to the ground to be eaten alive by the strange beasts.
 
Finally the police force entered the burying ground of the previous clan of Russians. That saw the collapse of western civilization. And some of the weapons looked similar to ordinary guns as of before the abandoning of earth for outer space.
 
Evan tried to talk to the others about the animal threat. The cold. The wilderness. A preserved area of Russia where technology had another standard. Even a hint of futuristic ray guns that emerged before the abandoning of old earth.
 
The other police men couldn’t understand Evan. They were schooled in a future deviance of language lacking high abstract reasoning and complex structures.
 
“Why do you say this?” One of the police-men asked Evan. He was a grey bearded man with a desperate look. Pretty starved. Thirsty from the forest path leading to the burial ground.
 
“I say we have to think of other options!” Evan said aloud, “I also say that the water found in this place is alien to your own bodies. You have to think of other options.”
 
The man stared blankly into Evan’s alien eyes. And he was getting frustrated and full of contradictory thoughts.
 
Months later Evan was continuing on his path as a police man in an elevated position above the ground. This was a high area on a mountain top in future Colorado.
 
He watched gangs of low-life drive three-wheeled choppers on the streets below the mountain. He was using a binocular. A binocular found in the forest region in Russia. Old technology not understood by the humans in these times.
 
It was a strange occurrence.
 
The man looked at the signs and came to see that the future world was trying to survive contrary to logic. Language had degenerated to a practical and limited field of vision. So alien from the outer planets it was like an astronomical distance. 
 
A process of decay happened faster for every day from Evan’s perspective. But it was a perspective not understood by future society. 
 
Russia with species of slim bears, patterned lynxes and striped wolfs was hardened and unfit for future man. Even the old humans before the colonization of the other planets. These men were used to animals frightened of humans in a modern world. Those beasts were only schooled in the art of killing. 
 
Evan thought: “In one point of time man was a man, then he became an over-man and then degenerated into a child.”
 
The women Evan met couldn’t understand him. Couldn’t communicate. Couldn’t understand abstract thoughts and elevated emotions. 
 
Evan was trapped. Tried to adjust but came to think about the outer planets. The evolving spiral towards good fortune. A blessing for space-men dressed in white suits.
 
He had a darkly ironic laughter.
 
Realized: “True adaptation was not only about changing shape and physical composure. It was about a fluid mind. The will to adapt to strange circumstances. Confronting the fear of the unknown. Adapting to a world contrary to human nature.”
 
It was not a world intended for man.
 
A bleak and horrific death: Death to old values, customs and original environments. 
 
Something to preserve for space-men on other planets.
 
Not for him. Not for his certain destiny upon a grey earth with different surrounding areas.
 
Leading to resignation.
 


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