All I see is white. Bright white lights, bright white floor, bright white coats, bright white empty smiles, bright white ceilings... you get the picture. I close my eyes and breath in deep. Even the smell, you can tell, is bright white and full of medicine. All you hear is footsteps, whispered unintelligible words, keyboards, and hydraulics moving things up and down. When I say I can see colors, everyone else sees shades of gray. They can tell what's dark or light, but not the color. I've been living this what you call life for 30 years. The first 10 was awesome, I had people just like me all around. We had bunk beds, sleep overs, movies, everything a kid would want. Slowly people stopped coming. As we grew older some died, like a lot with all honesty, only very few of us are alive. So they want us to mate. I'm laughing as I say this because it's ridiculous. I remember back in the day we did this for endangered species. Not only am I one of the few who sees colors, I'm also one of the few my height and I have lucid dreams. Like really really lucid. I get hooked into a machine so that they can draw energy from my dreams. My dreams have helped make some extraordinary things. My favorite is a hover bike, that comes from a pill form. Remember Dragon Ball? When Bulma gets things from her pill box and it's full of amazing gadgets?! In my dream, somehow I was super smart and made these. So when they had my hooked up, they extracted my energy and memory of how I made it. It doesn't look like it but I'm a genius, somewhere inside my head. I'm not really 33, I was taken from the past and brought back. I have already lived a full adult life, had kids, had grand kids, two dogs, a cat, and a wonderful husband. I signed up for an experimental treatment for my eyes and they found I had this "condition."
They went to the past, stole me from my mama and raised me up here. How do I remember? Those lucid dreams. I don't honestly know if it's real, but if feels so real. I can't even talk about this to my therapist, they'll think I malfunctioned and boom, I'm dead. They went to the past to steal multiple kids they thought would have it, they gambled a lot. Lots of children died on the experiment. I survived mainly because I showed less emotions, I was compliant, I have a high threshold to pain, and they knew I had a "condition." If I didn't go for that experimental treatment, would I have been here? Am I really from the past? Are my dreams even real? Why do they keep doing this, are they looking for something? Oh my god, is that a donut?! I opened my eyes and see a tray next to that gross doctors.
"Stop calling me gross doctor," he said as he handed me a donut, "it's Karen."
"Karen is a girls name," I laughed as I grabbed the donut, "your a big burly dude, like a dothraki. You need dothraki name. Your new name is Lajatto, to fight."
"You can't change people's name on the spot," Lajatto said while pulling out the chart work, "my mom gave me that name, I think."
"I'm older than you Lajatto," I said while putting on my robes, "I'm your mom now."
"Whatever makes you happy, number 14," he said while typing on the computer. I sat on the gurney and got a bit sad. I have no name, even in my dreams I had no name. What did my mom call me when she gave birth to me?
"Lajatto," I said with a serious tone, "give me a name."
"What?" He said looking up.
"A powerful name," I smiled, "because I'm a warrior, proud and strong."
"Your a tiny little lady, who's like half everyone's size. Your like a half-ling. A strong half-ling," Lajatto said as he looked me up in down, "you are now Karen."
"What?!"
"You said it's a girls name, you are now Karen," Lajatto laughed as he strapped me in.
"I refuse," I sighed, "you can't give me a warrior name like Karen? People are going to be like oh here comes Karen, the great and powerful. Who does that?!"
"Just breath," Lajatto smiles as he plugged me in. I breathed through the mask, counted backwards from 100 but I was out at 98.
The white walls and floors disappeared. The ceiling flew off. The harness broke, more like slid off, and I was floating. My hair became long and flowing like the endless space, the machines evaporated and I could hear Lajatto say "Sweet dreams Karen." I think I gave him the middle finger but I couldn't tell. I was back in my dreams. I blinked for a bit, i felt grass between my toes, I smelled fresh green trees and warm sun. I could hear water. I opened my eyes and I was in a farm. I stepped back and stepped on cow dung, slipped and landed in a pile of straw.