Fifty years ago.
FIVE.
"Now, I want you to relax," Dr. Russell said to me.
The Colonials had wheeled the younger me to the other creche and were in the process of placing the body into it. It or he or I or whatever offered no resistance; they might as well have been moving someone in a coma. Or a corpse. I was fascinated. And horrified. A small little voice in my brain told me it was good I had gone to the bathroom before I came in, or otherwise I"d be peeing down my leg.
"How-" I began, and I choked. My mouth was too dry to talk. Dr. Russell spoke to one of the Colonials, who left and returned with a small cup of water. Dr. Russell held the cup as he gave the water to me, which was good, because I don"t think I could have managed to grip it. He spoke to me as I drank.
""How" is usually attached to one of two questions," he said. "The first is, How did you make a younger version of me? The answer to that is that ten years ago we took a genetic sample and used that to make your new body." He took the cup away.
"A clone," I said, finally.
"No," Dr. Russell said. "Not exactly. The DNA has been heavily modified. You can see the most obvious difference-your new body"s skin."
I looked back over and realized that in the shock of seeing a younger version of me, I missed a rather obvious and glaring difference.
"He"s green, green," I said.
"You"re green, you mean," Dr. Russell said. "Or will be in about five minutes. So that"s one "how" question. The second one is, How do you get me into there?" He pointed to my green-skinned doppelganger. "And the answer to that is, we"re transferring your consciousness." green, you mean," Dr. Russell said. "Or will be in about five minutes. So that"s one "how" question. The second one is, How do you get me into there?" He pointed to my green-skinned doppelganger. "And the answer to that is, we"re transferring your consciousness."
"How?" I asked.
"We take the representation of brain activity that"s tracked by your sensor array and send it-and you-over there," Dr. Russell said. "We"ve taken the brain pattern information we"ve collected over the last couple of days and used it to prepare your new brain for your consciousness, so when we send you over, things will look familiar. I"m giving you the simplified version of things, obviously; it"s vastly more complicated. But it"ll do for right now. Now, let"s get you plugged in."
Dr. Russell reached up and began to maneuver the creche"s arm over my head. I started to move my head away, so he stopped. "We"re not putting anything in this time, Mr. Perry," he said. "The injector cap has been replaced with a signal amplifier. There"s nothing to worry about."
"Sorry," I said, and moved my head back into position.
"Don"t be," Dr. Russell said, and fit the cap over my skull. "You"re taking this better than most recruits. The guy before you screamed like a pig and fainted. We had to transfer him over unconscious. He"s going to wake up young and green and very, very disturbed. Trust me, you"re a doll."
I smiled, and glanced over to the body that would soon be me. "Where"s his cap?" I asked.
"Doesn"t need one," Dr. Russell said, and began tapping his PDA. "Like I said, this body"s been heavily modified."
"That sounds ominous," I said.
"You"ll feel differently once you"re inside." Dr. Russell finished playing with his PDA and turned back to me. "Okay, we"re ready. Let me tell you what"s going to happen next."
"Please," I said.
He turned the PDA around. "When I press this b.u.t.ton"-he indicated a b.u.t.ton on the screen-"your sensor array will begin transmitting your brain activity into the amplifier. Once your brain activity is sufficiently mapped, I"ll connect this creche to a specialized computer bank. At the same time, a similar connection will be opened to your new brain over there. When the connections check out, we"ll broadcast your consciousness into your new brain. When the brain activity takes hold in your new brain, we"ll sever the connection, and there you are, in your new brain and body. Any questions?"
"Does this procedure ever fail?" I asked.
"You would would ask that question," Dr. Russell said. "The answer is yes. On rare occasions something can go wrong. However, it"s extremely rare. I"ve been doing this for twenty years-thousands of transfers-and I"ve lost someone only once. The woman had a ma.s.sive stroke during the transfer process. Her brain patterns became chaotic and consciousness didn"t transfer. Everyone else made it through fine." ask that question," Dr. Russell said. "The answer is yes. On rare occasions something can go wrong. However, it"s extremely rare. I"ve been doing this for twenty years-thousands of transfers-and I"ve lost someone only once. The woman had a ma.s.sive stroke during the transfer process. Her brain patterns became chaotic and consciousness didn"t transfer. Everyone else made it through fine."
"So as long as I don"t actually die, I"ll live," I said.
"An interesting way to put it. But yes, that"s about right."
"How do you know when consciousness has transferred?"
"We"ll know it through here"-Dr. Russell tapped the side of his PDA-"and we"ll know it because you"ll tell us. Trust me, you"ll know when you"ve made the transfer."
"How do you you know?" I asked. "Have you ever done this? Been transferred?" know?" I asked. "Have you ever done this? Been transferred?"
Dr. Russell smiled. "Actually, yes," he said. "Twice, in fact."
"But you"re not green," I said.
"That"s the second transfer. You don"t have to stay green forever," he said, almost wistfully. Then he blinked and looked at his PDA again. "I"m afraid we have to cut the questions short now, Mr. Perry, since I have several more recruits to transfer after you. Are you ready to begin?"
"h.e.l.l no, I"m not ready," I said. "I"m so scared my bowels are about to cut out."
"Then let me rephrase," Dr. Russell said. "Are you ready to get it over with?"
"G.o.d, yes," I said.
"Then let"s get to it," Dr. Russell said, and tapped the screen of his PDA.
The creche gave a slight thunk thunk as something physically switched on inside it. I glanced over to Dr. Russell. "The amplifier," he said. "This part will take about a minute." as something physically switched on inside it. I glanced over to Dr. Russell. "The amplifier," he said. "This part will take about a minute."
I grunted acknowledgment and looked over to my new me. It was cradled in the creche, motionless, like a wax figurine that someone had spilled green coloring into during the casting process. It looked like I did so long ago-better than I did, actually. I wasn"t the most athletic young adult on the block. This version of me looked like he was muscled like a compet.i.tive swimmer. And it had a great great head of hair. head of hair.
I couldn"t even imagine imagine being in that body. being in that body.
"We"re at full resolution," Dr. Russell said. "Opening connection." He tapped his PDA.
There was a slight jolt, and then it suddenly felt like there was a big, echoey room in my brain. "Whoa," I said.
"Echo chamber?" Dr. Russell asked. I nodded. "That"s the computer bank," he said. "Your consciousness is perceiving the small time lag between there and here. It"s nothing to worry about. Okay, opening connection between the new body and the computer bank." Another PDA tap.
From across the room, the new me opened his eyes.
"I did that," Dr. Russell said.
"He"s got cat"s eyes," I said.
"You"ve got cat"s eyes," Dr. Russell said. "Both connections are clear and noise-free. I"m going to start the transfer now. You"re going to feel a little disoriented." A PDA tap- got cat"s eyes," Dr. Russell said. "Both connections are clear and noise-free. I"m going to start the transfer now. You"re going to feel a little disoriented." A PDA tap- -and I fell waaaaaaaaaaaaay down down (and felt like I was being pressed hard through a fine mesh mattress) and all the memories I ever had hit me in the face like a runaway brick wall oneclearflashofstandingatthealtar watchingkathywalkdowntheaisle seeingherfootcatchthefrontofhergown asmallstutterinherstep thenshecorrectedbeautifully smiledupatmeasiftosay yeahlikethat"sgoingtostopme *another flash of kathy where the h.e.l.l did i put the vanilla where the h.e.l.l did i put the vanilla and then the clatter of the mixing bowl hitting kitchen tile* and then the clatter of the mixing bowl hitting kitchen tile*
(G.o.d d.a.m.n it kathy) And then I"m me me again, staring into Dr. Russell"s room feeling dizzy and looking straight at Dr. Russell"s face and also the back of his head and thinking to myself, again, staring into Dr. Russell"s room feeling dizzy and looking straight at Dr. Russell"s face and also the back of his head and thinking to myself, d.a.m.n, that"s a neat trick, d.a.m.n, that"s a neat trick, and it seems like I just had that thought in stereo. and it seems like I just had that thought in stereo.
And it hits me. I"m in two places at the same time.
I smile and see the old me and the new me smile simultaneously.
"I"m breaking the laws of physics," I say to Dr. Russell from two mouths.
And he says, "You"re in."
And then he taps that G.o.dd.a.m.ned PDA of his.
And there"s just one of me again.
The other other me. I can tell because I"m no longer staring at the new me anymore, I"m looking at the old me. me. I can tell because I"m no longer staring at the new me anymore, I"m looking at the old me.
And it stares at me like it knows something truly strange has just happened.
And then the stare seems to say, I"m no longer needed. I"m no longer needed.
And then it closes its eyes.
"Mr. Perry," Dr. Russell said, and then repeated it, and then lightly slapped me on the cheek.
"Yes," I said. "I"m here. Sorry."
"What"s your full name, Mr. Perry?"
I thought about it for a second. Then, "John Nicholas Perry."
"What"s your birthday?"
"June tenth."
"What was the name of your second-grade teacher?"
I looked directly at Dr. Russell. "Christ, man. I couldn"t even remember that when I was in my old old body." body."
Dr. Russell smiled. "Welcome to your new life, Mr. Perry. You made it through with flying colors." He unlatched the door to the creche and opened it wide. "Come out of there, please."
I placed my hands-my green hands-on the side of the creche and pushed outward. I placed my right foot forward and staggered a little bit. Dr. Russell came up beside me and steadied me. "Careful," he said. "You"ve been an older man for a while. It"s going to take you a little bit of time to remember how to be in a young body."
"What do you mean?" I said.
"Well," he said. "For one thing, you can straighten up."
He was right. I was stooped slightly (kids, drink your milk). I straightened up, and took another step forward. And another. Good news, I remembered how to walk. I cracked a grin like a schoolboy as I paced in the room.
"How do you feel?" Dr. Russell asked.
"I feel young, young," I said, only a little joyously.
"You should," Dr. Russell said. "This body has a biological age of twenty. It"s actually younger than that, but we can grow them fast these days."
I jumped experimentally and felt like I bounced halfway back to Earth. "I"m not even old enough to drink anymore," I said.
"You"re still seventy-five inside," Dr. Russell said.
At that I stopped my little jumping and walked over to my old body, resting in the creche. It looked sad and sagged, like an old suitcase. I reached out to touch my old face. It was warm, and I felt breath. I recoiled.
"It"s still alive, alive," I said, backing away.
"It"s brain dead," Dr. Russell said quickly. "All your cognitive functions made the transfer. Once they had, I shut down this brain. It"s running on autopilot-breathing and pumping blood, but nothing more and that only provisionally. Left on its own, it"ll be dead within a few days."
I crept back to my old body. "What"s going to happen to it?" I asked.
"We"ll store it in the short term," Dr. Russell said. "Mr. Perry, I hate to rush you, but it"s time for you to return to your quarters so I can continue my work with other recruits. We have quite a few to get through before noon."
"I have some questions about this body," I said.
"We have a brochure," Dr. Russell said. "I"ll have it downloaded into your PDA."
"Gee, thanks," I said.
"Not at all," Dr. Perry said, and nodded toward the Colonials. "These men will escort you back to your quarters. Congratulations again."
I walked over to the Colonials, and we turned to go. Then I stopped. "Wait," I said. "I forgot something." I walked over to my old body again, still in the creche. I looked over to Dr. Russell and pointed to the door. "I need to unlock this," I said. Dr. Russell nodded. I unlocked it, opened it, and took my old body"s left hand. On the ring finger was a simple gold band. I slipped it off and slipped it on my ring finger. Then I cupped my old face with my new hands.
"Thank you," I said to me. "Thank you for everything."
Then I went out with the Colonials.
THE NEW YOU.
An introduction to your new body, for recruits of the Colonial Defense Forces From the staff of Colonial Genetics Two centuries of building better bodies!
[This was the splash page of the brochure waiting for me on my PDA. You"ll just have to imagine the ill.u.s.tration, which echoed the famous da Vinci study of the human body, only with a nude green man where the other dude used to be. But let"s continue.]
By now, you have received your new body from the Colonial Defense Forces. Congratulations! Your new body is the end result of decades of refinement by the scientists and engineers at Colonial Genetics, and is optimized for the rigorous demands of CDF service. This doc.u.ment will serve to give a brief introduction on the important features and functions of your new body, and provide answers to some of the most common questions recruits have about their new body.
NOT JUST A NEW BODY-A BETTER BETTER BODY BODY You"ve surely noticed the green skin tone of your new body. This isn"t merely cosmetic. Your new skin (KloraDerm) incorporates chlorophyll to provide your body with an extra source of energy and to optimize your body"s use of both oxygen and carbon dioxide. The result: You"ll feel fresher, longer-and better able to perform your duties as a CDF serviceperson! This is only the beginning of the improvements you"ll find in your body.
Here are some others: Your blood tissue has been replaced by SmartBlood-a revolutionary system that increases oxygen-carrying capacity fourfold while it guards your body against disease, toxins, and death from blood tissue loss! Your blood tissue has been replaced by SmartBlood-a revolutionary system that increases oxygen-carrying capacity fourfold while it guards your body against disease, toxins, and death from blood tissue loss! Our patented CatsEye technology gives you sight you have to see to believe! Increased rod and cone counts give you better imaging resolution than can be achieved in most naturally evolved systems, while specially designed light amplifiers allow you to see clearly in extreme low-light situations. Our patented CatsEye technology gives you sight you have to see to believe! Increased rod and cone counts give you better imaging resolution than can be achieved in most naturally evolved systems, while specially designed light amplifiers allow you to see clearly in extreme low-light situations. Our UncommonSense suite of sense enhancements allows you to touch, smell, hear and taste like you never have before, as our expanded nerve placement and optimized connections expand your perceptual ranges in all sense categories. You"ll feel the difference from the first day! Our UncommonSense suite of sense enhancements allows you to touch, smell, hear and taste like you never have before, as our expanded nerve placement and optimized connections expand your perceptual ranges in all sense categories. You"ll feel the difference from the first day! How strong do you want to be? With HardArm technologies that boost natural muscle strength and reaction time, you"ll be stronger and faster than you ever dreamed possible-so strong and fast, in fact, that by law Colonial Genetics can"t sell this technology on the consumer market. That"s a real "leg up" for you recruits! How strong do you want to be? With HardArm technologies that boost natural muscle strength and reaction time, you"ll be stronger and faster than you ever dreamed possible-so strong and fast, in fact, that by law Colonial Genetics can"t sell this technology on the consumer market. That"s a real "leg up" for you recruits! Never be unconnected again! You"ll never lose your BrainPal computer because it resides in your own brain. Our proprietary a.s.sistive Adaptive Interface works Never be unconnected again! You"ll never lose your BrainPal computer because it resides in your own brain. Our proprietary a.s.sistive Adaptive Interface works with with you so you can access your BrainPal your way. Your BrainPal also serves to coordinate nonorganic technologies in your new body, such as SmartBlood. CDF servicepeople swear by this amazing piece of technology-and so will you. you so you can access your BrainPal your way. Your BrainPal also serves to coordinate nonorganic technologies in your new body, such as SmartBlood. CDF servicepeople swear by this amazing piece of technology-and so will you.
BUILDING A BETTER YOU.
You"ll no doubt be amazed at how much your new body can do. But have you wondered how it was designed? You may be interested to know that your body is just the latest series in a line of advanced, improved bodies designed by Colonial Genetics. Through proprietary technology, we adapt both genetic information from other species and the latest in miniaturized robotic technologies to improve your new body. It"s hard work, but you"ll be glad we made the effort!
From our first improvements nearly two centuries ago, we"ve progressively built on our work. To introduce changes and improvements, we rely first on advanced computer modeling techniques to simulate the effects of each proposed improvement on the entire body system. The improvements that make it through this process are then tested on biological models. Then and only then are improvements incorporated into the final body design, integrated with the "starter" DNA you provide. Rest a.s.sured that each body improvement is safe and tested, and designed to make a better you!
COMMON QUESTIONS ABOUT YOUR NEW BODY.