This choice: Evan and Steve meet back up in a bedroom. • Go Back... Evan stepped hesitantly through the door, and like the other two, it shut immediately. The difference was that the new room was already lit. It was a bedroom, again, very 50's in it's decor, with a bed sitting in the middle with two end tables on either side, several exit doors that were completely sealed, a small old-style television set with rabbit ears sitting opposite the bed, and standing in the middle in a dark blue bathrobe, was Adam.
"Hey." Adam waved, and averted his eyes.
Evan looked Adam up and down. Adam had evidently not been relieved of all his body hair. Maybe his chamber had a glitch?
"Over there." Adam pointed towards a small dip in the wall that held two frames.
One frame was empty, and the other had a pink bathrobe hanging on it. Evan walked over and retrieved the other bathrobe. He put it on and walked back over to Adam.
"What the hell is this place?" Evan asked.
"I dunno." Adam replied. "The place shot me with some weird gas and then showered me."
"Same here." Evan replied. "Except the soap removed all my body hair."
"Weird." Adam said. "I got to keep mine."
They were about to converse about a plan to get out, but they were interrupted by the sound of the national anthem, playing very loudly. The TV had sprung to life. The two men quickly rushed over to the screen. The screen simply had an image of their country's flag, before it began to dissipate, fading into a grainy and degraded image of an older man, a former President, presumably, though it was degraded enough that neither was certain who it was.
"Hello, Mr. and Mrs. Smith. Welcome to Command Bunker-A. If you're watching this, that means you were chosen by your country for a very special mission. Our world is in danger thanks to nuclear weapons, and when things go sideways, our country must prevail. In the event of a catastrophic disaster, chosen patriot couples will be brought to bunkers like this, all across the country to wait out the nuclear winter. You're our best and brightest, and if necessary, will hopefully be able to bring our country back from extinction, by any means necessary. The bunker is designed to last you however long the surface is uninhabitable, with food, drink, entertainment and recreation, that will keep you socialized and content, and will release you once the radiation levels drop to safe levels. Your country, and I, salute you, brave citizens." the figure on the screen said.
The screen faded into a test pattern before it shut itself off. It dawned on Evan what was happening. If Adam was in the blue robe... and there were supposed to be two married people here...
"Does this thing... think we're married?" Evan asked.
"It must be designed for a couple. You heard that, bring our country back stuff, it wants us to repopulate the Earth!" Adam shouted.
"We've got to get out of here." Evan said.
They ran to the doors that they came from and tried to pry them open, to no avail.
"Welcome to Command Bunker-A." the chipper voice said. "Clothing will be provided for you."
On the left wall, a door slid open, revealing a large walk in closet. Adam and Evan peered inside the room. One side was covered wall to wall with suits, shoes, undershirts, underwear, pants, you name it. The other side was the same but with women's clothing. Dresses, pants, shorts, skirts, bras, panties, every type of heel imaginable.
"Please get dressed and prepare for recreation." the voice said.
Adam wasted no time finding a sharp, if dated, tweed suit with a vest and tie. As he tied his shoe, he looked the part of a young college professor, or businessman. Evan hesitated, investigating the men's clothing, but while it fit Adam perfectly, Evan was much shorter and every outfit he tried on didn't fit right. He looked like a kid dressed up in his dad's clothes.
"Just put on anything so we can look around." Adam said, impatiently.
"I think I'll just wear the robe." Evan sighed, pulling the robe back on.
"Whatever." Adam said. "Come on!"
Adam rushed out back into the bedroom, flanked by Evan. Two doors opened up on either side of the room. As they walked towards one, the doors suddenly shut.
"Please get dressed and prepare for recreation." the voice said.
"Come on! I am dressed!" Evan shouted.
"Just go put something on!" Adam shouted back.
"Fine..." Evan grumbled.
He returned to the closet alone and looked around. He heard the doors open once again outside.
"Hurry it up!" Adam shouted.
"I'm coming!" Evan shouted back.
Evan frantically looked around for something to wear. He reluctantly started looking through the women's clothes, pulling on a pair of white panties. He found a pair of black capri pants and a purple turtleneck. He quickly pulled them on, along with a pair of black Mary Jane shoes.
Evan emerged from the closet, embarrassed. Adam looked him up and down as he stood in front of the open door.
"Come on!" Adam shouted as he walked through the door.
Evan rushed towards the door, but it shut before he made it. He started pounding on the door.
"Adam!" Evan shouted. "Adam!"
"Please make your way to your recreation activity." the voice said.
Evan looked around. The other door was open. It wasn't where Adam was, but it wasn't here. He rushed towards the door and ran inside, the door shutting behind him like before. The room was dark.
The lights went up and Evan realized what the "recreation" activity was. It was:   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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