Futelligence

By Ahmed Zahran

Our world is now full of conspiracies, double measures and deceptions so that I felt I’m a victim of all of these bad things making my life a nightmare and that is why I let go my imagination, dreaming of how the world would be better, would be ideal.
This Novel is for you; the reader, one of the “Victims”.
This Novel is about the possibility of creating a totally new generation of human beings with all hoped characteristics that we lack today; honesty, intelligence, cleverness, fairness, etc. etc. name every ideal characteristic.
How this is possible, Although it initially looks like an ethical objective, but really !? would this be an ethical approach to have an ideal world ? Would this be fairly imposed ? Would this succeed ?
This is a science fiction novel, but close to the very near future reality that will unethically turn the human beings to a deformed something and messing with the natural balance in the universe that God created.
The main initiator triggered the writing of this novel is my frustration, disappointment, confusion, uncertainty and anxiety.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Ahmed Zahran
• Release date: Jan 9, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005986223

Ahmed Zahran

Author AHMED ZAHRAN, AZ in short, is a victim like all of us, he has an exhausting mind that never stops, he is frustrated of the conspiracies and evil power spread globally by all, and I mean all leaders worldwide, let’s say all humans.He comes from an engineering background; he is even an author for a business book that is guiding many engineers within the business development field.On these pages, he has decided to share all his fears and feelings with you but smoothly transform them into a novel in a hope that he gets rid of some tense and the restless soul for himself and you as well.Reach AZ at:[e-mail]

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Futelligence

AZ

AHMED ZAHRAN

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First Printing, 2021

Our world is now full of conspiracies, double measures and deceptions so that I felt I’m a victim of all of these bad things making my life a nightmare and that is why I let go my imagination, dreaming of how the world would be better, would be ideal.

This Novel is for you; the reader, one of the Victims.

This Novel is about the possibility of creating a totally new generation of human beings with all hoped characteristics that we lack today; honesty, intelligence, cleverness, fairness, etc. etc. name every ideal characteristic.

How this is possible, Although it initially looks like an ethical objective, but really !? would this be an ethical approach to have an ideal world ? Would this be fairly imposed ? Would this succeed ?

This is a science fiction novel, but close to the very near future reality that will unethically turn the human beings to a deformed something and messing with the natural balance in the universe that God created.

The main initiator triggered the writing of this novel is my frustration, disappointment, confusion, uncertainty and anxiety.

Chapter One

I’m a young man, in my twenties. Since I was in college, my friends have called me the genius that is because I was easily getting the highest score with the least effort and I always go beyond the syllabus and sometimes even beyond the lecturers’ knowledge! Yes I hear you, you are right; I was the geek!

I was fascinated with the field of artificial intelligence and robotic science in a way that I have educated myself in all and every research and invention in these areas, I even have seen all the science fiction movies tied with these subjects.

My past is almost a typical past of an ordinary young man with all negatives and positives, ups and downs, disappointment and success. I was the only child for my parents who have passed away last year in a car accident.

Even worst, I was in the car with them, in the back seat, luckily -or maybe I should say unfortunately- I had no injury at all. I’ve seen their blood, I’ve seen their dead bodies, and I spent more than 20 minutes locked in the car with them –dead with lots of bloods-. I called them, talked to them with no answer. The car was mashed in the front part, where they were seated. If I extended my words to several pages talking about this accident and how I felt, I would never be able to describe. This was a very horrible experience for me.

For several weeks after, I had bad nightmares. I felt unsecured. I felt I’m all alone; I’m by myself and for myself. Relatives are so far apart, I have never built a close relation with any of them so that at my parents’ funeral, very few of them had attended then immediately disappeared after the end of the ceremony, no one bothered to check on me, it seems that they avoided an unfavorable situation getting involved.

Accordingly, at that time, I felt I’m getting old. Although my experience for the way they passed away is rare and horrible, but I guess, in general, this is the felling of anybody losing his parents; we are kids until they go, then we feel that we have to grow up, no back support, no references and not secured. This is the worst I felt after I lost them.

Luckily, my parents were wise enough securing my full tuition and university fees until graduation, even included the campus fees with meals, and a regular pocket money for my pleasure, so at least I was covered until I graduate. Having continuous scholarships as an outstanding student helped a lot in this concern.

I also have a naïve personality that assumes good rather than evil in people and life. I’m a very confident person, so that I always had this inner struggle to differentiate between confidence and arrogance. I hate arrogant people.

I strongly believe in equality, poor and rich, weak and strong, black and white, and no difference at all for me. I hate discrimination and I hate bullying, it is not to say I’m a good person, it is just disgusting.

I had the regular life problems, as any other human being living in the universe! Emotions problems, health problems, financial problems, social problem and …… sexual problems!

However I should explain that I always looked forward to be different –in a good way- to be a super star, meanwhile I socialize and I have lots of friends. That has pushed me forward to read and educate myself in all disciplines of science and life, and to complete the good picture, I was keen to go to Gym consistently. In a nutshell, a Geek; yes but still trying to be lovable, good looking, easy going and a nice company!

Girls! Yeh, this is my problem, this is my negative side, the only side I’m not good at, I even don’t try, no, better to say I avoid! I really have lots of girls as friends but never had a girlfriend. However, I’m considered to be a superstar; good looking, smart, fit and handsome young man. I’m tall, muscular, black curly haired and with white skin and green eyes.

I was approached by several girls but never gave them a chance. It is not that I’m afraid of developing a relationship with the other sex, but I have never been interested to build a weak and temporal relation that I know by heart that it will most probably end when we graduate.

So the only benefit for such relations would be having fun and having sex which might only waste my time and distract me from being an outstanding person.

I always had hard time discussing my friends on this issue as I believe that these kinds of relationships should be triggered by true love, otherwise it will be faint and dull.

Saying so, I was fun to be with, I had this impression from the attitude of my friends, who used to come to me always for any event, and invite me to their gatherings and parties.

Yes I have doubts on some friends being around me getting benefits of my knowledge and kindness, but I think that, unfortunately, this is the nature of human being nowadays, so I have to accept and manage.

For my geniality, during my years at college I was hired on part time bases by the biggest artificial intelligence and software companies such as Alphabet (Google), Salesforce Amazon, Microsoft, Baidu, Intel, Twilio. Yes, I told you I was an extremely intelligent geek!

All these companies have promised me a permanent position upon my graduation.

However, I have already graduated and immediately after my graduation, I have received a phone call from the dean inviting me to his office for a very serious and urgent matter.

On the next day, I went to his office as he welcomed me and said: You deserve this. Lucky enough, since you are a super graduate with extremely high score and a stable, moderate attitude, I have recommended you in agreement with the college board as a potential candidate for a job in the Ministry of Defense that –as I have been told- is related to the artificial intelligence, your favorite subject.

The dean also explained to me that the Ministry has the highest and most sophisticated and advanced researches tools and capability in this field. Of course I believed this beyond any doubts, this is the Ministry of Defense of the United States of America, are you kidding me!

The dean has demonstrated and introduced this opportunity to me as a life time opportunity so that I was so happy that I felt I am the luckiest person in the universe to be offered such an opportunity as soon as I graduate! A chance that will never be offered to other fellows, this is a kind of reward that I deserved in return to my hard working years at college.

Anyway, few days later, I have received their official interview invitation that included the proposed date and time; I have received this by mail, in an envelope, a blank white envelope and not a letterhead, just a paper. OK, may be because everything related to the Ministry should be confidential, yes, definitely this is the reason.

I have visited the mall, made some shopping. I should look smart. Should I wear a suit or just a dressy outfit? No a suit is better, I’d like to impress, I bought a nice suit, a white shirt and a nice tie. Yes, now I’m a white collar! I always dreamt of that white collar job, setting on a disk with my sophisticated PC, working in a revolutionary system that will change the world. I also paid a visit to the barber, asked him to make a cut that looks conservative and professional.

Since I received their interview invitation, I have spent hours reading about the Ministry, its affiliated entities, its organization, etc.

I also refreshed my memories in regards to all information I gained related to the artificial intelligence; I’ve got to be ready for any test. Yes, I’m the best, I’m so confident, but just in case.

On the assigned interview date, I was keen to dress well, shave and look fresh as possible. I wore the suit and a tie that I bought earlier as I told you in a try to look professional!

I was informed in their letter that they will pick me up from a certain point in the border of the city. Ten minutes before the exact time, I reach the location; you can say it is a terminal location for the city, no much people around, no many cars as well.

I stood there wondering how they will recognize me! However, on the exact instructed time, a mysterious black, very fancy car with dark black windows stopped at me and a mysterious sound asked me to get in, not seeing the driver I got into the car, in the back seats, a black dark space that blocked my vision inside and outside. This was not good, but hey, again it is the Ministry of Defense! I tried to talk to the driver but received no response. This was not a comfortable situation, but I kept silent, again maybe this is their strict procedures!

The journey took almost half an hour until the car stopped, and then again the sound asked me to get off the car. Hardly opening my eyes trying to recover from the darkness I experienced, the car went away fast, I looked around, I’ve seen a black helicopter waiting and again I was asked to get in. Similarly, the helicopter had black window and I was separated from the pilot. This was weird, yes it is the Ministry of Defense, but these arrangements are too much to live with.

Anyway, after a while, say an hour and half, the helicopter landed and the door was opened, I was asked to get out and walk away from the helicopter, then it took off again.

I looked around, I found myself alone in the middle of nowhere, in a desert with no features whatsoever seen. I was frightened, what kind of interview is that? What kind of job possibly to be in this place?

Chapter Two

Suddenly and suspiciously, a black kiosk popped out of the sand in a frightening scene, with a covered black circled hole that looks like a window!

I stood helpless and paralyzed as the hole was opened, it looked like they were checking me, a moving camera popped out of the kiosk top, moved in 360 degrees checking the surroundings, then the kiosk door was opened showing two security guys in black, looking like marine soldiers, faces hidden by a dark helmet, armed with weapons that I have never seen before, similar to star-war movies’ weapons, having husky sound asking me to come forward.

I found difficulties to breath, I felt like if I have one of those kind of nightmares that you feel you want to scream but no sounds come from you! Despite of the cold weather –since it was winter time-, I was sweating like I have never sweat before; I even felt like I needed to go to the mens’ room! Or this is maybe a heart attack!

Hardly with a broken sound, I told them that I’m here for an interview, then with a very short statement they instructed that the interview is not yet due and I am not allowed to get in unless on the exact time and that I should stay where I am until the assigned time comes.

The kiosk was instantly closed, and then it disappeared once again back to where it came from! For my surprise, the sand covered where the kiosk came from, it is now like if nothing came out from that spot!

I stayed outside for half an hour in a windy and rainy weather that exhausted my enthusiasm with lots of thoughts of disappointment, frustration and ….. curses.

Thoughts flowed into my head; should I go back? But how? My ride was already gone. Now I don’t want this job no matter what. But I’m stuck in this situation helpless! I tried to check my cell phone trying to call a friend –as a witness I guess- to tell him what is happening, but it was turned off with a black screen, a completely dead cell phone.

I did not know by then –until I entered later- that I was monitored. Later on, I figured out that this might be a part of the interview tests monitoring my reaction and measuring my patience and obedience!

In a while and on the right time, the kiosk appeared again the same way and doors were opened, and then they asked me to stand in front of the gate which was very small and hardly identified as a gate within the wall!

Getting closer, getting inside, the view was even worst; the security guys are so big, tall and with huge muscles wearing a sophisticated robotic uniform designed in a way that you can feel bullets may come from every inch of that uniform.

The kiosk was in black color all over from inside so that when the door was closed, I was in a complete darkness except for some small tiny colored lights objects or lambs spread here and there. Anyway, I felt also like if the kiosk is going underground again.

At that time, I was feeling like I’m high! I guess this is a feeling that I had voluntarily forced into my nerves to live this incident, or maybe this was a sort of an escape.

Sinking in this high feeling, I heard them instructing to stand by the wall for the identification process –as they said- so I was grabbing my wallet to get my ID when I heard a mess of sounds, cocking –as what sounded- like a 100 guns. Freezing, I heard them aggressively explaining not to make any type of movement unless instructed to do.

I was in miserable state, I wanted to cry, I wanted to faint, all the blood was streaming into my head, I felt the pressure of the blood in my face, I felt my soul is trying to get out of my body.

However, I obeyed, I couldn’t do nothing, as I stood by the wall, a barrier came up hiding the security guy’s space, while a camera was moving around, taking photos –or a scan- for my front, back and side profile, not even similar to that process you have seen for prisoners when they first get in jail, but it is like a complete 360 degrees or a 3D profile!

Oh, and they don’t need an ID, their system got my photos and through their data base they identified me, now the computer is talking to me, it was calling me