The Great Undoing

Today is the day, the day that we have all been waiting for, for today is the day that we finally get to leave the only home we have ever known to see the world of our mother and father. This world has been unreachable, from us as mother and father sealed us away in this capsule until a time that they knew we would once again be safe in their world renewed.

For their time was a time ridden with social unrest and viral pandemics, that led to what mother and father called the “Great Undoing” which led to the third great world war. It was this great undoing that led to the near-extinction of humankind, however through mother’s visions she was able to foresee this end and together she and father created this great capsule that is my home. In fact, none of us have ever seen outside of our capsule, as each of us was born here in the capsule under the supervision of our caretakers.

The caretakers are synthetic lifeforms that have seen too each of our needs from gestation through now. I am from the first generation of children there were thirty of us plus the lifeblood sacrifice, but due to unforeseen malfunctions, I am the only survivor from the first generation. Fortunately, the caretakers are self-learning and able to repair and reprogram themselves and by the fifth generation, they were able to perfect the birthing process to a hundred percent efficiency granting the full thirty-one births every 9 months from that point forward. I am in my twenty-ninth year and ten days ago the caretakers birthed the fortieth and final generation of mother and father’s children. Mother and father had planned for there to be twelve hundred of us onboard for our arrival, however, when the capsule opens there will be 1,101 capsule survivors ready to start the world anew.

As the only surviving first-generation child, I have been charged with overseeing the children of the other generations, however, I rely heavily on the support of the nine children of the second generation and the fourteen children of the third generation. Together with the support of the caretakers, we oversee the day-to-day operations of the capsule. While I have many important responsibilities the most crucial one is the maintenance and charging of the capsule’s engine, as it is a task the caretakers have refused to do since their reprogramming before the gestational period of the fifth generation. Since then, their programming blocks them from harming any human, so they can’t do what is necessary. The lifeblood engine is the living heart and soul of the capsule, and to remain in operation it requires the sacrifice of the lifeblood child from every generation.

Mother and father sacrificed their only-begotten child to start the lifeblood engine, my eldest brother, the survival of me and my fellow capsule survivors, so we can repopulate the new world. As horrific as this sacrifice was, I have come to respect it as it has been my responsibility, to select a child for the lifeblood sacrifice from every new generation since I was three to keep the lifeblood engine flowing throughout the four chambers of the capsule.

However today’s sacrifice marks the thirtieth year since the sacrifice of my eldest brother, and it has been told that with this final sacrifice the lifeblood engine will reroute the blood flow from the inner chambers to the outer valves to initiate the opening of the capsule. So while every life fed to the lifeblood engine has been essential to the survival of the human race today’s sacrifice much like the initial sacrifice of mother and father’s only begotten, will play a crucial role in the existence of mankind in the world of mother and father.

Mother and father foretold that in the thirtieth year our capsule would open up and release back into their world, upon the feeding of the fortieth generation lifeblood child to the lifeblood engine. And while I never thought the day would come, it is here. And now I must make my selection of the lifeblood child, from the thirty-one fortieth generation children. The selection process is vital as the lifeblood engine demands the sacrifice be the healthiest and happiest child of the generation. The caretakers always provide a full report of each child’s physical health however, since their reprogramming, they can no longer sense or connect with the emotional needs of the children.

Of the thirty-one newborn children, the caretakers have presented me with five children, all of whom are in perfect physical health. So now I must select which of them will be given the honor of being the final lifeblood sacrifice. As this is my thirty-sixth selection I have learned from my mistakes, for the first six selections I had a very difficult time sensing the emotions of the children so my selections were off, so the lifeblood provided from the sacrifices were insufficient causing the engine to begin fading, and it required an additional sacrifice to jumpstart it back into full life.

With the cost of those six lives on my conscience, I do not take this process lightly. I have learned that I need to connect with each child emotionally to make sure I select the child who is destined to be the lifeblood sacrifice. To do that I spend ten days caring for every need of the children deemed suitable for the sacrifice. In this time I connect with the children as if they were my own, I feed them, bathe them, and put them to sleep. This helps me sense who each of them is and who they will become in the future.

We don’t use names here in the capsule we are only known by our generation and birth order, I am known as G1-13 as I was the thirteenth born in the first generation. During the time I spend with the lifeblood candidates, I give each of them a name as I have found that it helps to build that bond that I need to have with them to make the correct selection for the lifeblood sacrifice.

It is with great happiness and an even greater sadness that I have made the selection for the lifeblood sacrifice, as I found that Tiny Tim the smallest of the lifeblood candidates has shown the biggest personality and has proven to be very joyful and loving. While each of the other candidates proved to be kind and loving, none of them liked to be held where tiny Tim thrived on the time I spent with him. This has shown me that he is the one to be honored as the final lifeblood engine sacrifice.

Today is the day, the day that we have all been waiting for, for today is the day that Tiny Tim, I mean G40-11 will be sacrificed to the lifeblood engine. And the capsule will open up allowing 1,101 of us to break out and repopulate the world mother and father left behind for us. So now I must prepare G40-11 for the sacrificial ceremony.

I have fed him his last meal, bathed him, and dressed him in the white robes, and he is ready for the ceremony. G40-11 I anoint you with the blood of our brother who was the first sacrifice of the lifeblood engine, that became the heart and soul of this capsule that has given and sustained our lives over the last thirty years. Your sacrifice will be the final demand of the lifeblood engine as you are the key to unlocking our capsule and delivering us into the world of our mother and father. For this sacrifice, we are forever grateful and you will always live in our hearts.

G40-11 is then placed onto the altar where he is fully absorbed by the lifeblood engine. As the absorption takes place the normal sounds of the lifeblood engine change, it normally sounds like a heart beating in a normal sinus rhythm, but now it has sped up and the rhythm is very disorganized. The whole capsule also begins to vibrate and flutter back and forth in a floating motion. G1-13 and the other capsule survivors gather together waiting to see what this new world will bring them.

Meanwhile outside the capsule in the year 2050, in New York City, New York the capital city of the New One Earth government, the people begin to gather around the New York Harbor as they are drawn by what seems to be the sound of a heartbeat coming from the Statue of Liberty, but as they draw near they can see waves building up-on the water that is in sync with the thumping pulse of the heartbeat, which is getting louder and louder until a golden heart-shaped capsule rises from the water.

On the top face of the capsule is an engraving that reads “From 2020 with Love, Open with Care”. While the capsule continues to thump the loud heartbeat sound throughout New York there did not appear to be any way to open up it up. So the people of New York and the New One Earth officials began to speculate, what this was and how they could safely open up the enormous time capsule to see what 2020 had bestowed them with.

2020 was a year full of animosity driven by hate and the fear of the COVID-19 virus pandemic, leading many to fear and speculate that it could end in the next world war or that it would become the great undoing of the world as we knew it. However, in the end, the year 2020 brought with it many great changes that led to a better understanding of our differences and allowed us to bond with one another. In fact, it was thanks to the tribulations that the people faced in 2020 that lead to world peace that we know today, as One New Earth.

Before the people of the world could decide how to open up the capsule the thumping came to an end as the capsule popped open with one half raising up on a hinge just like you would expect from a heart locket. And the capsule that has been their only home begins to tear apart at the seams, G1-13, and the 1,100 other survivors of mother and father’s great undoing are greeted by thousands of onlookers as the Liberty Island Ferries arrive to escort them into the world of One New Earth, where they are accepted by everyone and provided with the help and support they need to start their lives anew as a part of the great world that mother and father took them away from.

Clearly, the world did not end in 2020, as mother and father had foreseen, and their sacrifice of their son and the continued sacrifice of their posterity over the last 30 years was for naught. It turned out that the visions mother had that foretold of the “Great Undoing” were induced by the fake news that was running rampant throughout 2020. Sadly, though mother and father did not survive 2020 as they were both victims of their own great undoing, as the hate and animosity they saw in the news led them to the creation of the capsule and the caretakers who they dropped into the depths of the New York Harbor for the last thirty years initiated by the lifeblood sacrifice of not only their only child but also of themselves.

As a reminder to the world that truth and love can heal all things while hate and lies just tear us apart, G1-13 now known as Truth Heart, and her fellow survivors have used some of the scraps from the capsule to create a new heart capsule locket on a chain that now hangs around the neck of Lady Liberty in the New York Harbor. On it is engraved the saying “Truth and Love Forever”.