The Lost Recorder...
[Recorder starts playing]
[A young man's voice is heard with a fan blowing in the microphone]
"Okay, it's starting..."
[pages heard throw the microphone]
"Today is October 1, 2051 in 13:27 in the afternoon, and I Isaac gomez accept the term of service, today's meeting with blah, blah, blah. Man, I'm not going to read all of this..."
[More pages is heard]
"Man it's cold in here..."
[The fan stop blowing in the microphone. Then silence]
"Mmmm..."
[The young man signs, then a click and scribble is heard]
"Okay... Done... Know what?
[A long pause then a long speaker with a deep voice]
"Hello."
[A quick shuffle with a loud bang is heard. The young man's voice is heard]
"FUCK!!! MY KLEE!!!
[The Speaker is heard again but quitter]
"You well answer the following questions honestly."
[The young man's voice is heard with some groans]
"Can I have a ice pack-
[The Speaker interrupts the young man]
"First question... who are you?"
[The young man is heard]
"uh... I'm Isaac gomez; I'm nineteen years old and I'm going to turn 20 next week..."
[The Speaker is heard again]
"Next question... Where did you come from?"
[The young man stutters]
"I-I'm from California, Los Angeles..."
[A long pause...]
"Next question... Why have you come here?"
[The young man nervously asked]
"Well if you put like that..."
[The young man's voice has changed to be more up front]
"l'm looking for a job in this place..."
[A long silence... The Speaker is heard]
"Next Question... when were you manufactured?"
[The young man's voice is heard]
"What?"
[A long silence... The Speaker is heard]
"Answer the question."
[The young man signs]
"Well... I was born in October fifth-"
[The Speaker Interrupted the young man]
"Next question..."
[The young man whispers]
"I didn't even finish"
[The Speaker continues]
"How do you feel?"
[A Huff is heard]
"That a weird question, not like the last one, ugh... Good, minus the knee, I'm good.
[The Speaker's voice get more serious]
"Next question... Are you human?"
[Laugher is heard]
"Really? Are you human? Oh my god..."
[Laugher is still heard then the speaker get serious]
"Answer the question."
[The young man stop laughing]
"Really? You're actually taking that question seriously? I'm sure I'm human.''
[The microphone is getting fussy]
"Next question..."
[The microphone made a loud bleap noise]
"Have you had" -Bleap-
[The young man hesitant. Their static in the background]
"That's a little personal you think?"
[The static is getting worse]
"Answer the question or else..."
[The static is clear up.The young man's voice is heard clearly]
"Damn. No, no I haven't yet. Happy now?
[A long pause of silence then taping and humming is heard]
"So what's up with the question? like is this really necessary?"
[The Speaker is heard again but there is a low hum in the background]
"last question... What do you remember about your past, like you're parents?"
[The young man cough and groans]
"Like what?"
[The Speaker answer]
"You know, like there names or how they look like. Something simple like that.
[The low hum gets louder. The young man clears his throat.]
"There names are... There names are... There... Names..."
[The young man cough]
"I don't know... Shit... I don't their name or how they look like...
[The speaker is heard with a loud bleap noise]
"Okay... What about" -Bleap-
[The young man's voice is rough and low]
"I don't know... I can't remember!"
[Shuffling is heard and the hum is going louder]
"Isaac? How do you feel now?"
[The young man starte panicking]
"Hot... My head... It hurt... My chest it's burns..."
[The speaker changes it's tone]
"Is that all? No blisters or bloody nose?"
[The young man is in pain. The hum and static is now masking the recording]
"IT HURT! HLEP ME! PLEASE! HELP!
[A long bleap is heard]
*Recording ends*