Crystal Edmondson

DREAM COME TRUE

The year is 2199. Buildings are tall and made of glass. All the land is nothing but dirt and desolation. The earth stopped revolving some time ago, so every day is 24 hours of sunlight. All vegetation has been moved into factories. Air is no longer free. Government is run by A.I. In fact, what isn’t run by A.I., come to think of it. Everyone has universal income. A nice little barcode, embedded into your wrist, lets everyone know your income base in an instant. With a little bit of backdrop out of the way, I guess that leaves you curious about me. Me? “Hi, I’m Alvin.” I’m nothing special. Scrawny, scrappy. I stand 5’10”, sandy blonde hair, light blue eyes, semi-muscular, long faced, strong jawed. I am an orphan, or at least I think I’m an orphan. I live in a basement of a building. Raised by an A.I. Her number is AI-VIN: MUM2002. I just call her Mum. Look familiar? AI-VIN… Alvin… So, mum raised me by being a peddler on the side. Now that I’m 17, I can help her find her wares, if you know what I mean.