I had a dream like this: I am enjoying my day shopping for components for my degrees; Bio mechanical engineering and Engineering technology electronics. I have to build a small project for one of my senior year classes. I had cobbled together a cheap way to mass produce Carbon nano tube artificial muscles and was looking forward to devising a precise actuator. When a young lady says, "excuse me"...
I turn to face her. with a glance I am surprised by how attractive she is; Lithe, tawny, physical. Her short cut hair is as black as a raven's wing brushed to one side, Midnight blue eyes. She is dressed in tough looking motorcycle gear; Her gloves have hard plastic bits over the backside of her hands. She's wearing a set of Oakley photo-chrome shades which are clear because the sun is setting and she is standing in the shadow of the three story technology store. Her Black mini boots remind me of military gear. The black leather cycle pants with worn metal knee shields and carbon fiber guards appear almost too tight. The thick braided belt reminds me of police gear. Her Leather mini jacket is open; I notice it has a hard padded collar connected to the Shoulder guards, back brace, and spine shield. She has a black ultra light helmet at her side tucked under her elbow. I can see that the helmet has a locking catch that would lock onto the Jacket collar. Her navy blue shirt looks like under-armor and neoprene had a baby or this clothing was made from some kind of gel.
She says that she recognized me from the class. She says that she needs help designing her carbon nano-tube heat sinks for her project and will be willing to license my future use of the heat sinks. She wants to take the electronics and computer world by storm with dirt cheap heat sinks that remove heat ten times faster than copper! I say, "Deal, If you can help me with my project too." She gives me a note with an address on it; its a hotel room. I realize I had never seen her on my class as I watch her jump onto black and blue Spyder and take off. The fact that she could ride a motorcycle like a pro racer was mind blowing to me. I had to go.
Later on we had worked on the two projects at the room. Phoenix gets hot and the AC was struggling. She asked if she could wear something cooler; I said be my guest. She had already tossed aside the jacket, gloves, and shades. She grabbed the zippers on her hips and removed her pants. Her odd shirt turned out to be a one piece swimsuit. She shrugged, "ta-dah". We went back to work and it wasn't easy to keep my eyes off of her shapely athletic body. I was getting hungry so I ordered two Greek salads and pizza. I tipped the delivery man, closed the door and walked back into the room. I set the delivery down on the counter.
She was standing with her back to me at the work bench when she said, "So you can build exoskeletons now." I said, "Yes. It is my dream to take part in building a world without crutches and wheelchairs." She turned with a smooth sway as she said, "how noble" and pointed something at me, some kind of gun. Before I can open my mouth She shoots me. The gun is almost silent, like an airsoft. The small dart that hits me in the chest injects a toxin as I am doing a very stupid gold fish impression...
Everything goes black.
I am laying flat on my back, I can smell a faint tinge of bleach, I feel stiff padding under me, my eyebrow itches and I discover I am tied down. I open my eyes and groan softly as my head spins; the room is so bright. I can move my head a little and see that I am tied down to something like a dental chair, the room is small. drawers, chairs, lights, tile on the walls and floors and a solid ceiling. I stammer, "wha-wa-what happened?" as I try to remember. I am still groggy, "Where am I?"
A tall Japanese woman comes into the room dressed like a doctor, She smiles at me and says, "welcome to the agency." I shake my head, not understanding. She says, "you work for us now"... I have a thousand questions, but no one will answer them. It seems I am a prisoner.