I saw the future last night.
And it was something I had wished I hadn't.
I was me, but had a different life, because in the future everyone is reborn into a new life.
Another body added to the over populated planet which had become technologically advanced and metropolized, as you often see in futuristic films.
I was a high school boy with no recollection of my previous life.
All of his actions were out of my control, as if I was a guest in a host body, allowed only to view and not to contribute.
I was in school, walking down a bright white, shiny hall, that had two red details running along the center of the crowded hall.
Everyone wore different colored jump suits while trying to avoid one another.
No one carried books, but an electronic touch screen similar to an iPad.
The outside of these pads were metallic.
Everyone seemed to glide past my body fairly quickly.
It was as if my feet were weighed down.
I could tell that I was walking at a normal pace, but the ground beneath my futuristic Chuck Taylor's felt gritty and stiff.
Like the floor had been recently cleaned or waxed.
A sphere like robot passed by my feet, with a blinking red light.
My past self had seen something similar in the twentieth century.
They were automatic vacuum robots that cleaned the floors in my time.
Here they seemed to do the same, while also communicating with others around.
The cylinder robots zoomed ahead of me excreting a type of wet liquid that dried instantly creating the ground to become more stiff.
My body had decided to pick up speed, so it ran ahead and began sliding down the hallway at the same pace as the others.
I quickly realized the liquid the robots dumped was a foreign substance that appeared to wax the floors but also apply a slicker feature for people to get around faster.
My body began peddling down the hallway as if were were on a skateboard, but there was nothing between our feet and the floor.
Somehow the others in the hallway had figured out a system of navigating around one another and avoiding collisions.
Mine, had not.
We swerved to hit a straggler, as a blue light flashed.
Other students glided into their respectable classrooms, clearing the halls, but we were still picking our selves off the floor and playing with our iPad.
The screen seemed to short out, and all my other self could do was begin hitting it against a wall.
At the other end of the hallway I noticed two students giggling and laughing.
I myself had not met them, but my future self had.
He waved, but they did not see.
A few floor robots had begun circling them, lighting up while playing a congratulatory medley.
The students kicked the robot out of the way, but it returned with others.
The girl and boy had begun shouting at the cleaning crew, when an older gentlemen appeared and led them to his office.
My body followed and spied on the couple who were being told they won a contest to be put under hypnosis.
The gentlemen explained that this was a new experimental program that transported an individuals psychokinesis to another plain where you will experience complete and utter utopia.
Naturally both specimens were over joyed and expressed their hatred for the current lifetime.
I watched as these two were fastened onto a medical slab that fed into a type of cat scan machine, head first.
The gentlemen had begun typing on a touch screen in front of him that ignited a light from inside the machine.
The boy and girl cheered as they descended into the machine.
Their delight was cut off abruptly as the slabs dove farther into the machine.
It took me a minute to register what had happened, but my two classmates were no longer anything at all, but a pile of crushed up bones and muscle.
The machine was not a telekinetic device at all but a futuristic meat grinder that turned these two happy classmates into the magic liquid, the cleaning robots used for the floors.
The man had caught me spying.
Fear had overtaken both of us, but it was I that was lucky, because it was at that exact moment, that I woke from that horrible dream.
Drenched in my own sweat and urine.
