Travelling on a "New Earth" (VII) by Vincent

Travelling on a "New Earth" (VII)

Strange Captain Paul

I focused on the paper that Sunny is pointing at. ‘This… piece… of… paper… just… flew… into… our… room… and… pasted… onto… the… wall… all… by… it… self… just… now. I… have… no… idea… about… where… it… comes… from. But… it… is… said… that… it’s… from… the… headquarter, Nanjing.’ Sunny says. And the words on the paper is: ‘

To all the astronauts on the Prospect:

Here are some new laws for you after the accident happened.

1.               All the astronauts must go to their sleeping begs before GMT 21:00.

2.               All the astronauts must tell your dearest captain Paul before you’re going out through your interphones.

3.               All the astronauts must not go to your captain’s office without advance reservation.

…

2749.         All the astronauts must spend their time outside the public room less than 1 hour a day.

Captain Paul

Nanjing Prospect Headquarter

Autograph: Paul

’

“How long did you spend reading this long article?” I ask Sunny after have read about half an hour. “About… five… hours, I… think…” he answered. “Paul’s really strange these days. I have to chat with him for a moment.” I say as I rush towards the door. ‘Watch… out!’ Sunny says. But it’s too late. My left foot has already been out of the door and the alarms of the whole spaceship start shouting. Suddenly, a weak and numb feeling comes towards me from my left foot, and the whole world becomes quiet and dark.

As I finally woke up with a bad headache, I find myself on a big stage in the center of the spaceship. The one who is standing beside me is Paul. He says to the crowd of astronauts: “Look at…” “Who are you? Be quick!” he asks me quietly suddenly. “Don’t you remember? I’m Vincent from China.” I answered. “Oh, that’s right. Vincent. Look at him. If any one of you break the law, you’ll be disposed just like him. Vincent, come to my office. And rest of you, go back to your rooms!” he continued.

As I enter his office, his suddenly rushed to the table and hid something by a piece of cloth. “Why are you so strange these days? And what happened to you in your office yesterday?” I ask anxiously.

“Well, all of you well know that.” he answers with a sinister smile. “And I’ll off you go this time. Never do this sort of things again.” He says and pushes me out of his office.