Where to go from here?

Starring out through the cracked screen of my cryo-chamber, I tried looking around. Barely able to look around, before realizing I was still locked inside the cryo-chamber. Knowing trying to break free the titanium alloy restraints would be pointless. Bright, sterile looking light bulbs hung motionless on a long polished chrome pipe. Contrasting with the long dark brown pipes that ran perpendicular to it along the ceiling. Making me wonder where I was since it didn’t look like anywhere I could recall.

Hearing someone shouting nearby in alarm, unable to see them. Seconds later an older looking man with a slightly wrinkled face, and graying hair was peering at me. A dark framed pair of glasses rested against the man’s nose. Tapping lightly with a single finger against the cryo-chamber glass, before commenting “Try to stay calm. I imagine this is startling to you. Technicians are on their way to break the cyropod’s seal, and let you out. Nod if you understand.”

Nodding my head the best I could manage, I waited. Tapping my fingers against the cold metal backing. Surprised by the old man’s diction, and politeness in which he spoke. Assuming even the most basic of principles of civilization would have been eliminated in the impact. Leaving me to wonder if the collision was as dangerous as it was predicted to be. Did humanity endure the impact outside the Arks? Could the old man have been on one the Arks? Had more time passed then planned initially when the creation of the Arks began?

The old man said “Good, you understand,” pausing for a brief moment, glancing at the top the cryo-chamber.”It appears your nameplate has been eaten away by rust. I’m guessing we will have to search the pre-impact data storage for your identity. Given the Ark, was filled with a random mix of people in it, I’m curious to find out,” stopping, and turning around. “The technicians are here, to let you out. It seems I will have to get the answers I seek elsewhere,” vanishing from view. Being replaced by two technicians in stained white bodysuits, and tinted face masks.

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