This choice: Keep messing with technology? • Go Back...Chapter #5Eliminate Clothing, Eliminate Humanity? by: Unknown You click back to the main Technology menu, then take another peek outside, enjoying the view as your nude neighbor bends over to do some weeding.
Out of the corner of your eye, you see a window pop up on the computer screen, and you -- somewhat reluctantly -- turn your attention to reading it. “WARNING,” it says in big red letters at the top, and then, “Additional reality changes resulting from alteration to Technology (Clothing: Never Invented) will cause this software to cease to exist. To retain software, move slider bar below to select new Technology level for your chosen invention (Clothing) to use as basis for new reality changes. Otherwise, your alterations to reality will be fully complete in 63 seconds.”
The number clicks down to 62.
A little confused, you look back outside. It suddenly looks like your neighbor could use a serious leg waxing.
She stands up, and you happen to see the gardening trowel in her hand shimmer and become a misshapen baseball-sized rock that doesn’t seem to have much purpose. Meanwhile, dark hair is sprouting all over her body, and she seems to be shrinking in height somewhat, but bulking up otherwise.
Something feels strange. You look down at yourself to see that you’re also sprouting dark hairs. Confused, you look outside as the neatly-trimmed lawn suddenly grows into prairie grass, nearly knee-high to your neighbor’s new form. The house, the cars, the streetlights, even the trees planted in rows along the street -- all appear to be desaturating, fading to a light gray color.
“Honey?” you hear from behind you. You turn to see a shorter, hairier, stockier version of your wife Stacey. Her ears enlarge and her head shrinks as a forehead ridge develops as she says, “What’s going on? It’s” -- her nose and mouth suddenly form into a short muzzle with an slightly audible pop -- “arrgagh graggh hunngh!” She shrinks a few inches more and hunches forward, and you suddenly realize that she looks like a cross between a Neanderthal and an ape.
You turn away. The walls of your house are desaturating. Outside, you see nothing man-made remaining, just a sea of grass, with tree-lined hills in the distance that used to be covered with buildings. The hairy apelike creature that used to be your neighbor is squatting down in the vegetation and appears to be eating a small animal raw.
The words on the computer screen are getting blurry and faint. You remember something about a slider. Barely visible. You grasp for the mouse with a hairy, black-nailed hand -- no, it’s more of a paw. Your thumb isn’t working the way it should. The alphabet has become meaningless. You desperately mash the mouse button with your palm and move the object from side to side.  | Members who added to this interactive story also contributed to these: |
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