Science Evolution: Class S

Science Evolution: Class S

Chapter One.

You're probably wondering what Class S is. My parents created it to help people, not to be abused like it is now. It's been hailed as a new wonder drug.

Five years ago the government orders came down, and everybody was instructed to use the drug. They claimed it was in "everyone's best interest". Experts said that the radiation and toxins in the ground were doing "irreparable damage" and Class S was our only solution.

Nowadays the streets are full of cops. The "Dealers", the governments attempt to ensure maximum exposure. The "Dealers" were given the power to stop search anyone. Only there not looking for what's on you, they're looking for what's in your system. Namely polymethylhydrate, otherwise known as Class S.

Now only two of us know the truth.

Who are we? Well I could tell you that, but then we'd have to kill you.

Sorry; little inside joke we have.

My name is ... well you can call me Rosie. It's safer for everyone that way. I lead one of the many rebel groups. A ragtag bunch of science techs and would be doctors. All of the groups have their own suspicions, but not one of them knows what's really going on.

In truth my group is one of the smaller factions, just a couple of old family friends who survived what my parents didn't.

We take refuge in an abandoned house outside the inner city limits where surveillance isn't as tight. Where the maintaince hatches to the sewers can be found.

The exterior looks beat down and shabby, giving off that soon to be demolished look that keeps the Dealers away. The main reservoir is located about a mile from our back door within easy running distance if we needed to run.

The inside of our little haven is stiflingly hot; this is because we can't get power to the house. Power output is monitored and that is the last thing we need. We can't get a generator out here either; because; how weird would it look if an abandoned house was hooked up to a genny for power? Windows and doors boarded or not.

Might as well just invite the Dealers in.

So we use candles, lots of them. Which is why it's so hot. They provide light, which is useful due to our power problem. Just not enough so we have to walk around in semi-darkness.

Although the place is clean, has to be. The techies and Doc's insist on it. I suppose you want to know why? Well we aren't just hiding out, we're researching, trying to develop a cure for Class S. The wonder drug, that'll treat everything from heartburn to the plague.

Class S was originally designed as a metabolism enhancer. When given as part of a diet and exercise regime, well the results were incredible. It was considered better than surgery. It kept the weight off and was a fraction of the price, everybody wins.

One draw back, it worked too well. It burned off the weight too fast. The human body wasn't designed to take it. You burn hot, your body temp spiked at around 101'F, just short of fatal.

Continued use of Class S, well your life gets shorter. A hell of a lot shorter, most cases don't make it past forty years old. Official cause of death is always heat stroke. Although they cover up half of them, dress the scenes to look like murder, or a robbery gone bad. They try and pin it on us, The Resistance. Make out we're dangerous because we refuse "treatment".

They say that the toxins cause swelling in the brain. That they cause violence. That we are the cause of all the problems.

Sometimes I just want to laugh.