Consciousness…
Who
am I? Where am I? Why is this water not stinging my eyes? Who are these people
starring at me? All these…questions…and I don’t even…have... one answer….
Unconsciousness…
Humans in lab coats run about the
room. Everyone checking their delicate
instruments to see what went wrong (or right depending on the context). Though his eyes opened for only five seconds,
they all knew that A.D.A.M. 13 had reached consciousness.
A group gather at a whiteboard as a scientist
draws complicated symbols in a language only those present understood. Engineers examine the stasis tube which
A.D.A.M 13 is held in checking for cracks and other possible malfunctions. Another group of scientists gather on a
platform near the stasis tube analysing possibilities on devices that would make
a computer seem outdated. Scientific
jargons fill the lab like music. All
these scientists trying in vain to answer one simple question: How?
“What if our calculations are flawed?”
suggested the philosophical Dr. Lang.
“Are you trying to say that the laws, the
foundation of this project, which we have built upon is wrong?” said an
over-eager, young scientist by the name of Dr. Colleen
“Newton
“I’m not suggesting that,” said Dr. Lang,
“I’m just saying what if the answers we are looking for is not in chemistry or
physics but in simple biology? Maybe
A.D.A.M. 13 woke up because he felt like it?”
“No way,” announced Prof. Sawyer, head of
the neurological department, “We didn’t implant any human emotion into A.D.A.M.
13 yet…unless…”
Silence fills the hall as everyone quietens
to hear Prof. Sawyer’s words.
“Unless, the human instincts we programmed
him with made him believe he was alive? It’s a theory.”
Prof. Sawyer’s words held no water—mainly
because it held no scientific backing.
Little did everyone present know that the
answer lay in front of them, and that Prof. Sawyer was right—A.D.A.M. 13 woke
up because he believed that he could.
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