You walk into this room at your own risk. Because it leads to the future.
Not a future of what will be, but what might be.
This is not a new world. It is simply an extention of what began in the old one.
It has patterned itself after every dictator who has ever planted a ripping imprint of a boot on the pages of history since the beginning of time.
It has refinements. Technological advences and a more sophisticated approach to the destruction of human freedom. But like every one of the super states that preceded it, it has one iron rule .. “logic is an ememy and truth is a menace”.
This is Mr Romney Wordsworth. In his last 48 hours on earth, he is a citizen of the state. But will soon have to be eliminated. Because he is built out of flesh and because he has a mind. Mr Romney Wordsworth who will draw his last breaths in the Twilight Zone.
Mr Romney Wordsworth is a librarian. A librarian of a world where there are no more books. He is brought forth (after a year of ‘orientation’) to the court of this state to be officially declared “OBSOLETE” with the subsequent liquidation of his life to follow.