„Monsieur Almany?“
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„Monsieur Almany?“
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Dennzio Horatius Almanys consciousness was a black grey cloud, slowly illuminating into dark grey. Twitching flashes exploded his head with every single word coming from a world somewhere outside.
„Il se réveille“
Words without any meaning for him appeared as blue mold cheese, white baguette and red wine, all mixed into one ridiculous delicious taste on his tongue. For Dennzio nothing else exists at this moment, just this taste.
„Monsieur Almany!“
Another flash, igniting a universe of unlimited possibilities extinguished the taste. Dennzios consciousness was everywhere and everytime at the same time. He was the baby, the young boy playing with Lego space crafts, the noob working his first missions for the Bounty Hunters Guild, the husband of Sara and Nadya, the father of Jamal and Lina, the strong leader of a mighty mercenary clan and the old man herding sheep on planet New Mekka, all at the same time. A silent wisper tells ‚With every day of your life, a part of you dies. With every part that dies, a new one will be born.‘ Then he decided to switch back. Back to the strong one he once was. And the strong one he will be again. He opened his eyes.
„Hello“ he said with strong german accent. Two middle aged men and a tall woman with long black hairs looked at him and then at each other. „Where am i?“ he asked. „Welcome back, monsieur Almany.“ said the woman with a cute accent and continued „You are on our Arles space station. May i ask you, what is your last memory?“ „Arles station? Never heard of it. I was on a scout mission in Sol. There were rumors about a jumphole inside an asteroid field and a huge award for the one who finds it. I think, i am the lucky one.“ He smiled and wanted to scratch his head. His left hand refused to follow his wishes. So he took his right hand. „Yes, you were lucky. We’ve found your escape pod in Luyten, the next system from here. The life support of the pod was damaged and you were severely injured. We’ve found some substances in your blood very similar to THC and CBD and we think, that saved you, since these substances seem to relax the muscles and breathing. A few moments later we were not able to reanimate you.“ Dennzio laughed and said „Hell yeah, Danzel wasn’t right. Cardamine saved my life!“
One of the men talked to the woman in a language Dennzio didn’t understand. She looked at him and said „Monsieur Almany. I‘m sorry to tell you, but this was 8 years ago. You have been in coma.“ Dennzios smile went out. ‚8 years‘ he thought and wanted to scratch his head again. The left hand still refused to work. He looked at it but found … nothing. „Monsieur Almany, as i said before, you were severely injured. You lost your left arm and your right leg.“ Seconds of silence. Then he smiled again „Well, this reminds me about a bad joke. However, i’m really lucky, that it was not my right arm. 8 Years, huh?“ „Yes. In the beginning we’ve had difficulties to decrypt your logfiles. I was asked to assist.“ „I thought you are the nurse.“ „Monsieur Almany, i am professor for linguistics specialized in old Earth languages. Imagine my surprise when i found out, that it was a plain english i had to deal with. We’ve thought we were the only survivors of mankind.“ „In fact you can find humans all over Sirius, Altair and Sol. We’ve even established outposts in parts of the galaxy you’ve never heard of.“ he said vigorously. Her eyes opened wide and then she translated the new information for the two men. They started a small disputation, then suddenly interrupted and looked at Dennzio. „Monsieur Almany, we think it’s better for you to relax and process your situation. We will talk later. „Yeah, good idea. Just one question. What is your name?“ „My name is Robina Bourdon. And since we’ll spend a lot of time here together, you can call me Robi.“ She smiled. „Fine Robi, and i’m Denny.“ He offered his remaining hand and smiled as well.
