Maxus stomped down the aisle impatiently with a powerful grace, his eyes burning the soul of anyone who is stared at. He was indeed furious. Furious as he recieved news that the corruption vaccine had been outgrown. He finally made it up to the dark wooded stand, and spoke into the microphone. "Everyone here agrees with me that we have intense work to take care of. We are not risking a revolution, so I demand a new vaccine and a massive search of those corrupted. I am not afraid to order death at those corrupted. Those who are corrupted after vaccination will not get medical treatment. Their execution shall be secret and quick. Their bodies will be thrown to sea. I am in no way going to debate this any farther. I, Maxus Umperion, as leader of the power holders declare this meeting over. I expect you all to immediatly to carry on with your jobs. Farewell"
Everyone quietly got up, and evacuated in panic. They were afraid of Maxus, yet they did not know why. They all scurried like rats at his orders. And in a time of crisis, they all calmly carried on.
Maxus now had another meeting with the alpha scientists. He was genuinly excited though. His idea of a world domination by the power holders was now to extend to complete control.
He went upstairs of the same large white building quickly. As he went into the small red room with a small team of scietists, he began to speak. "I now officially give you all permission to follow on with with plan Control. You will send the artificial plague at the 3rd, 4th, and 5th concepts, and deliver a message that everyone shall return to the 1st. If they deny, then begin the series of reproduction and destruction. I do not want any word directed to me as this this meeting now ends. See you all along."
Maxus has finally brought his plan to action. He was sure the commons would remain his work force, and that none would escape. He has assured himself that the power would still be held.

    I slowly opened my eyes to a blinding shine. It came from a window. I rolled over and buried my face in the pillow. I noticed it was blue, and so were the blankets. And the bed stand was brown, the walls were orange and the floor was too. And before I could even appreciate it all, someone burst in.  It was a tall man, with a slight build. He had dark skin, big, honest blue eyes, and a kind smile. He could be intimidating, but he wasn't. He seemed to warm the room as he entered. 
    "Good morning," he sayed with a deep, friendly voice. "you should be happy, your a Neo."
   "A what?" I replied, happy yet confused.
   "Let me tell you a story," he began. "The government, or in your case, the Power Holders or whatever you call them, got a bit greedy. You see, after taking control of the options the people had, these people revolted. This was not to the government's liking, so they came up with a new vaccine. One that could block certain brain functions. These specific sections enabled certain types of feelings and thoughts, which blocking them would give the government control of the people. That in brief is why you are here. Not only did your vaccine wear off, it Neo'd. It activated unused brain cells, which allow you to escape. You can shift Concepts. Geez," he laughed, "I keep rushing through these things. Im starting to make no sense!"
    One thing kept my mind meandering. "What are Concepts?" I asked.
    "Well, they are different thoughts of which life could be.  Neos can go through them and live by them. I once left to the third concept. It was a great place. But I came Back to the real Concept to help new Neos reach the third. Though I do not recommend you to do the same. Comming back is dangerous. These days, the government will intercept you. You shoudn't go past the third, as no one is sure what lies ahead. There is no second, as it represents the thought of nonexistence. And look at me going on and on!" he continued laughing, "sorry if I'm confusing you."
    "Its okay, but how do I shift?" I asked, wanting badly to leave. Even if I was still confused.
    "Of course you want to leave. Who woudn't. All the corrupts are going to be jealous. I feel bad for them. Oh, by the way, corrupts are like you, but without the shifting and all that fancy stuff. But lets get to the point. To leave, visualize a different place. Then visualize yourself there. Close your eyes, and sleep. Simple as that. I've gotta go so, good luck." He smiled, and left.
    My mind was still boggled with all this new information. Everything was so sudden. Yet I did not want to think about it. Without further action, I visualized myself in a different place, and fell asleep.

    I was well groomed and dressed, and ready to go. The Whisperer, as I called this voice I kept hearing, told me to obey every one of his commands, if I wished to survive.  First, I was to show no emotion reflected on my face. This was easy, as I have done so for 23 years. Then I was to walk out of my PR (personal room). I pressed the button, and the door quickly opened. I quickly paced down the corridor and did not look around, as I always have done. As I came outdoors, I was told to take my usual route to my employment office. Across the auto-lane, and to walk toward my left.
    This is when I began to notice how every building looked exactly the same. A large rectangular prism, with only one opening, an automatic he door. All inanimate object was the color of a white. The walk-lane and the auto-lane were white. My clothes were white. Now that I think of it, the only colors that were being displayed at the time were the skin of the few people walking and the beautiful blue sky. I was taught to distinguish color, yet some of the colors, such as green and red, were never seen outside of the education area.  It made me feel a bit sad, as I now learned to love the beauty of color.
    I was near my employment office when I got another whisper. "Keep walking, don't ever stop. Don't resist, don't fight," it said. What is there to resist? But it was no time to question The Whisperer. So I went past my EO (employment office), and did not look back.
    Time went by. I found myself walking in an endless hallway, mile after mile. The repetitive view disgusted me. My legs began to tire.
I was about to turn around, until I was grabbed around my chest. A hand was over my mouth, another over my eyes. I felt a stinging pain in my arm. And slowly, it went away.
    I gently closed my eyes then. I heard another whisper. "Go to sleep," it said. This whisper was stronger and louder. This time, it came from outside my head. The whisper soothed me, it seemed to relax my muscles. And as far as I remember, I fell asleep.

    I woke that day, with a frown of annoyance. The dimly lighted room depressed me, and I craved sunlight. I felt depressed, and I knew I was sick. Not with a disease. I was sick with something far worse. Something that I knew should remain unsaid. I knew what I had to do. I got up to pick up the tinted eye-covers. I quickly opened the white cabinet, but as my hand gently rubbed against the cold dusty glass, I heard a whisper.
    "Don't," it calmly said. And for some inexplicable reason, I obeyed. Not only did I obey, I smiled.
    My common sense wanted me to take the eye-cover, yet I did not want to. I did not feel like it. And that smile that was on my face felt good. Life felt good. Life felt good in a life where feeling good was non-existent. It felt natural.
    But then, the smile disappeared. If it were not for that whisper, I would have no smile.  I was tricked. Everyone was tricked. The Power-holders didn't want me to smile. And that made me feel something new: frustrating anger.
    It was a terrible feeling. I felt trapped, helpless. I was a doll in their dollhouse. I used to be a doll in their dollhouse. But now, I had to think. They don't want me to feel, I could not do anything against that. As soon as I began to think about it., all those minor details: weapons, cameras, military, they used to seem pointless. Life had no contradiction. Why worry? I was there reason to worry. Then I approached the eye-covers again, and I heard another whisper.