Death or Paradise. Final Round

I am Royce Hinkley, doctor in neurosciences graduated from the University of Cambridge and professor of the same University, I was lethargic in a state of deep sleep for some 13 minutes, all the vicissitudes that I experienced during that oneiric odyssey felt so real and passed in front of my eyes with the fierce speed of a gazelle... Now being wide awake, it’s difficult for me to assimilate all the crushing events that my mind reproduced, but I was dragged to the harsh reality, one that is not so hopeful and even surpasses my worst nightmares; I find myself lying on the sand, surrounded by seven strangers, in the middle of a desert island, languishing in the absence of supplies and food, in this filthy place I obviously cannot finish my experiment, –looking back on what my life was like, my current situation couldn’t be more imperishable –I think.

Being an inveterate nihilist, it’s not surprising that I find myself in the deepest bothering when they forced me to participate in recreational activities that they organizes daily, I find those activities so superfluous, their forced jokes don’t cause me any grace, I haven’t even taken the time to meet them or ask for their names, they are such simple beings, only vile mundane who don’t question anything, I cannot conceive my life next to such troglodytes, therefore, being someone who focuses in the discovery of everything that are truly important and that prioritizes the search for answers to the unintelligible, I quickly became bored with that lifestyle and therefore I leave the group to travel the island, an expression of disdain is generalized throughout my face when venturing into the heart of the islet, –without having so much expectations to find something that really captivates me, perhaps I had already imagined so many terrible scenes that there’s no room for the hope of some interesting eventuality –. I start to see the palm trees and the leafy grass that looms on the horizon, I go inside in the jungle to focus on collecting as many supplements as I can pick, I’m not very adept at survival, but I do what I can with my limited experience in that area, –I think I had some luck today –I think while I carry my bag full of five coconuts that I took from the palm trees. As I walk along the beach, I notice some catfish swimming on the banks, I take out my knife and prepare myself to hunt them, but I fail in the attempt, –Well, I failed to get my dinner –I think irritated.

The sky begin to get darker and for that reason I decide to return again to the place where those idiots are. When arriving at the coast, I contemplate a bonfire in which they are all talking, I sit with them and for mere leisure I’m ready to analyze their behaviors in detail, that's when I see clearly the true nature of them: the first to the extreme right is a vain Hollywood actress with diva airs, her name is Ginger Grant, a not very interesting woman, her ego consumed her inside, she idealizes herself as the unique female in her style, –but without doubt she’s the most ordinary woman I've ever seen –I think with boredom; next to her there's a couple of elderly people of high status, Mr. and Mrs. Howell, –I have never liked the bourgeoisie and those ones have all the appearance of being two fucking greedy oligarchs –I think guided by disgust; in the middle is the Captain, who is nicknamed "Skipper," –a stubborn guy who cannot cause me more indifference –I think dominated by the purest indifference, their common aspect didn’t cacth my attention at all; When I look at the far left I see two specimens that would be perfect as test subjects for my new experiment, it was the naive farm girl Mary Ann and a charismatic boy named Gilligan, my passion for scientific research aroused in me a vivid curiosity and this time, in the middle of an island completely isolated from civilization, there was no one who could repress my desires to experiment on humans, –this time, the intuition cannot fail me, these subjects fit perfectly with the profile I need –I whisper intrigued. Oh, I almost forgot the Vessel S. S. Minnow (@erodedthoughts) that is stranded on the horizon, so imperturbable and silent, –it’s so quiet, sometimes I don’t even notice its presence –I think. Then I decide that I must break the ice to persuade them.

“Mary Ann and Gilligan, that's what you call yourselves, isn’t it? I'm afraid we haven’t known us yet... My name is Royce, by the way, you seem thirsty, I was wondering if you both wanted to drink the delicious coconut water I brought from the jungle,” I express with eloquence rather than forced.

"Well, I dunno about Gilligan, but I'm that thirsty that I could drink all the seawater if I could!” The candid farmer Mary Ann replies between laughs.

“Well, no more words women! Cut those coconuts now!” Vociferates excited the fool of Gilligan.

I cut the coconuts with a machete that belonged to the captain and I dilute a narcotic drug in the water of the same, the boys taste each sip without noticing the drug in the substance, –this plan is great –I think with a picaresque expression on my face.

Mary Ann and Gilligan fall flat on the ground for half an hour, I pick them up with extreme subtlety because I wouldn’t want to create scandal, I must handle everything with extreme secrecy, and put them in a cave that is in the vicinity of the jungle. These two guys are perfect containers for my avant-garde experiment that would revolutionize modern neuroscience, I start by injecting them with a psychotropic substance created by me in one of my secret laboratories and that had never been tested before, this will help me study new reactions in the right lobe of their right brain hemispheres, after analyzing their behavior in detail, it would only be enough to administer some hallucinogens, because with that fusion of substances, according to my theory, both Mary Ann and Gilligan would become mere puppets without willing that will obey all kinds of orders.

But my ambitious experiment is interrupted due to the sudden arrival of the actress Ginger Grant and her fellows, who realized my plan and made a plan with the other assholes, –She followed me to the grotto to ruin everything –I think exasperated.

“But what are you doing? I won’t let you hurt those kids, get away from them!” Ginger expresses with a throaty voice.

“I think it is evident that you are experimenting with them, what a mischief Miss Hinkley was!” vociferates dominated by disgust the Mr. Howell.

“What I do is for the common good, can’t you see? This is the future of humanity!” I answer his words with a tone full of fascination.

"You're harming them, we won’t allow you to use them as some of your laboratory rats," Ginger’s viperine tongue retorts bluntly. “Ginger is right, what you are doing here is a dirty act of heresy! -vociferates the conservative Mrs. Eunice Howell.

“What a stupid hateful bitch! Can’t you see how insolent are you? Doesn’t it make you ashamed? You daren’t to interrupt the experiment that will change the history of mankind! You don’t even have a small idea of the magnitude of all this!” I answer enervated.

"I always knew you were a weirdo, but I never thought you were a psychopath," Grant replies.

“You all are so idiots! We’re all probably the destiny of humanity and you only think of irrelevant shit! Open your imbecile minds!” I say furiously.

“I'm afraid you've lost your sanity, we won’t let those kids down, so Professor Royce, get away as soon as possible from those guys or I'll have to take drastic actions,” says Captain Skipper with a disturbing voice.

“You all are ignorant beings, you all will never understand the importance of this investigation,” I answer while I take the boys to flee from the cave.

While I run, they all follow me to stop me, it starts to rain and my eyesight get blind, but in a matter of minutes, I reach the coast and I enter the Vessel S. S. Minnow with the bodies, -I guess you’re the only friend I have right now -I suppose.

Inside it, I’m about to finish the experiment, but soon begins to tremble strongly on the boat and as if it were my accomplice, it begins to move, –I will finally get out of this pigsty, thanks friend –I think full of joy.

While sailing in the middle of the ocean, Ginger and her fellows appear on the ship, –Fuck! They apparently entered in the back –I think.

“Hahahaha! Do you really think you're the only one who will escape of this island?" Vociferates Ginger and her fellows.

The storm becomes stronger and begins to lash the Vessel Minnow, which doesn’t stand for long and the ship begins to fill with water, –I cannot die in this way, not before finishing the experiment –I think. But it’s already very late, a maelstrom of colossal proportions drags us with a huge force towards the abyssal depths, –It is a fact that I will die –I think anguished.

"I suppose we have nothing to do boys, we will die in the middle of nowhere," I reply with ironic laughter, –it was the only thing I had left –I suppose.

I wake up in the Vessel S. S Minnow and then I see on the horizon a strange city full of sophisticated architecture and advanced technology beyond our comprehension, its inhabitants are strange humanoids, reptilian-looking people who speak an unknown language, they are dressed in gold and seem to be very polite.

“Are you all seeing the same as me?” I answer amazed by it.

“Well of course!” Answer Mary Ann and Gilligan loudly.

"This place surpasses even the best Hollywood studios," says Ginger.

“It is the most elegant place we have seen, its beauty is worth admiring,” responds Mrs. Howell. "This is certainly an anthology moment," replies Mr. Howell.

“This cannot be true, maybe this is…”

“So it is Captain Skipper, it coincides in several points with the Plato’s descriptions, there’s no doubt, we can feel happy to be the first humans to step on the lost continent, Atlantis,” I reply excited.

We’re all stunned while we’re contemplating the majesty of this place, –I need to see all its extension and familiarize myself with the culture of this advanced civilization, from now I will dedicate my whole life to document all these adventures through letters, without doubt this’ll be something that will remain in the annals of history! –I think dominated by the fascination that causes me to contemplate the beauty of this mythical continent.