The worst part about amnesia was that any embarrassing moment was likely to be the most embarrassing moment of your life. But I'm sure even if my memory was perfect, this moment would have competed for the top of my most embarrassing moments list.
First of all, I'd like to tell you this: I couldn't move much for about 5 minutes after I got slapped, due to my shame. The security robots arrived and listened carefully to Dr. Lara to understand why she had called them. When the robots decided that I was a despicable pervert, they decided to get me dressed. They stood and waited in front of the doctor while I stood naked against the wall and got my clothes back on. Getting my clothes back on should have felt comforting, but it didn't.
The security robots took me by the arm and started to drag me. I say "dragged" because I was too ashamed to lift my head and look at Dr. Lara, and I didn't feel strong enough to press my feet against the floor. Thank God… The robots were incredibly strong and carried me with great ease. As the security robots carried me, Dr. Lara was walking behind me. Every now and then, I heard her mutter things like "Pervert" or "Disgusting man," which made me even more upset.
First, we went to another meeting room. Looking through the glass of the room, it appeared to be incredibly crowded. It truly felt like an actual meeting was taking place. Everyone was turned around, listening to Hulk, who was the star of the table, with great attention. There was a glass bottle and a plate full of pastries in front of Hulk. He was leaning back in a flying chair, with his legs on the table, puffing on a cigar. Hulk's voice was so loud it could be heard outside the door. After he blew out the smoke from his cigar, he continued to speak.
"So what was I saying… Oh, yes… After losing my uncle too, I was left penniless. I had lost everything, but I didn't regret putting my family before money for even a second. That evil businessman wouldn't be able to touch my family or my country."
"Bravo…" said one of the robots.
"A true hero…" said another.
"You're an honorable man, Mr. Hulk."
"Yes, I am. But there are always some who are not honorable, my dear Diana." He jumped onto the table. He put his glasses in his pocket and spread his arms wide. As he spread his arms, the round belly under his coat became visible. He continued to speak with great enthusiasm. "I was hungry! I was thirsty! I had lost everything, and I was looking for a way." The robots were watching the blue creature, their eyes wide open. "I had chosen my family over science; although I had hindered the evil ambitions of that evil businessman, I couldn't return to my family. That's why I had to hitchhike on the TeraGorh planet."
"Didn't this story take place in TeraNova?" asked one of the robots.
"Yes… I see you're a careful listener." He smiled. "I forgot to mention that the smuggler ship I secretly boarded from TeraNova dropped me off at TeraGorh. Anyway… While I was hitchhiking in TeraGorh, a man named Mehmet's ship pulled up. He extended a helping hand to me, but… But that man turned out to be a terrible liar. He was another bad-hearted businessman who wanted to make me his slave in his cave full of madness."
"Unbelievable!"
"No way!"
"Damn it!"
At that moment, Dr. Lara pulled one of the robots close and whispered:
"What did you give him?"
"Pastries, a cigar, and disinfectant…"
"Disinfectant?"
"He asked for it."
"Very interesting…"
As I was dragged down the corridors with my head bowed, Hulk came right up to me. He was dragging the bottle in his hand along the floor. He was also puffing on his cigar.
"Boss… What's with you? They didn't treat you well at all." He burped. I didn't want to answer that question. "What did they do to you? Bad things?" He paused and looked around. "Did you notice they made a beautiful place? There are incredibly good living areas. It's a very spacious environment… The offices are spotless and very organized. It has a very uplifting whiteness. By the way, I'm telling you in case you ask: I didn't say anything. They offered me bribes and immoral offers, but I didn't sell you out, boss."
"Hulk… I heard the things you said."
"No way…"
"Not the time, Hulk."
"Boss, your mood is really down, huh…"
Hulk threw the cigar in his hand into a trash can we were passing by and handed the bottle in his hand to the security robot next to him. The robots must have liked Hulk so much that they allowed him to move around freely. Hulk had climbed up my legs, gotten on my back, and sat on my shoulders.
"What happened, boss? Why are you upset?" he said, dangling his feet off my shoulder.
"Would you believe it? The morning we fixed the lower part of your back, Little Mehmet caused us trouble."
"No way… How?"
"I mistook a human for a robot and might have said some things I shouldn't have."
"Immoral things?"
"Things that could be considered immoral…"
"Why?"
"It's a very long story…"
"Hmm…"
"Is she still looking at me angrily from behind?" I asked.
Hulk turned and looked at Dr. Lara. He swallowed and turned back:
"First of all, she's looking so fiercely that I thought she was going to kill me. Secondly, the woman is truly beautiful. Thirdly, even if she is beautiful, there's no justification for any immoral behavior. Fourthly, if it helps you feel better, the woman isn't the kind of human you think she is."
"What do you mean?"
"Probably, not counting the occasional illegal colony subjects, humans produced for pleasure, or forgotten or lost human communities, you're the only human in the universe."
"But she told me she was a human."
"Yeah, of course she is, but not the way you understand it. It's highly likely she's an Enhanced."
"Enhanced?"
"Look, my friend, let me explain it like this. Humans are divided into 4 types: Natural Humans, Enhanced, Cyberneticians, and Neo-Humans. Natural Humans are humans like you, and you make up almost 0% of the population. You're like gold dust, you could say.
Enhanced are humans whose important organs are supported by mechanical systems and simple computer structures. These people are immortal and have had some of their genetics tampered with so that their machines and organs work together. This also stops cellular aging. You could say they are more developed humans, and they probably make up about 20% of the population. I haven't seen many of them around, so… They can't have children because their genetics have been tampered with. Anyway, no one can have children except for Natural Humans…
What we call Cyberneticians are humans like Ukar. Other than most of their bodies being robotic, their brains are also computerized. They are smarter, live longer, and their human thoughts have diminished. I'd give them about 90%.
Then there are the Neo-Humans. These are humans who have nothing left of humanity. They have digitized a large part of their brains. They have become something like robots. I just know that they are very expensive. I gave them a population percentage of 2%. The percentages don't add up to 100%, but it's something like that…"
"It's not even close to 100%… By the way, wasn't human computerization impossible? You said so."
"I didn't say human computerization was impossible. I told you that transferring a human brain to a robot was problematic. You never listen to me! They're very different things."
"So is this girl an Enhanced?"
"Yes… Most likely…"
I thought that learning this girl wasn't a natural human like me would make me feel better, but nothing had changed. In fact, when I looked at the woman, her incredible beauty and the fact that this beauty wouldn't have a child hurt me. But as a simple human, it was natural for her not to think that way, and for me to think that way.