Living in a Shield World
Last Day of Test

LAST DAY OF THE TEST

Today is the seventh day of the test. I'm waiting for Miss Brenda in front of the exam room. He came with 3 people who were dressed very eccentric. All of them are grey-haired like me. They hold a form and a pencil box. Before entering the examination hall they all smiled at me.

Miss Brenda spoke at length, "Hannah, your grades are perfect in almost all exams. Today you should be able to join other course participants, see the mountain animals.But all the doctors and officers who test you insist that you do the beauty test".

I just kept quiet. Then Miss Brenda continued her words.

"I agree on the condition that the examiner must be these three artists. They are very famous for their secretive nature".

I breathe a sigh of relief.

" Hannah calm...There quickly entered the room", Miss Brenda calmed me down. Inside the test room there's no camera on that records me. By one of the artists his glass wall was covered with a thin layer of air coming out of his palm. Then the woman walked around the room while looking at the possibility of this room in other cameras. He looked annoyed, then covered the entire room with that thin layer that was like gushing from his palm.

I was photographed all over the body, in photos of parts per part of the face, neck, chest, abdomen and legs.

Then I was told to stand in a sideways position. They drew my silhouette. With the photos earlier they drew estimating the shape of my face and body. There was no sound between them. They work alone.

The alarm sounds. I don't know how long I've been in this exam room. Then still inside the examination hall from a different place one by one they called out to me.

They don't talk. The first artist to wave to me was a man whose makeup was very eccentric, like going on a vacation to the beach. He gave me a small tattoo-like mark on the bottom of my arm. Before the tattoo disappeared in a special beam of light, I caught a glimpse of his painting A6.

The second artist (woman) asked me to paint her tattoo behind my ear. I'm undertaking. Then he painted behind my ear A6, after he finished he highlighted it with a special beam.

This last artist (women too) did not have a tattoo tool. He put his hands on his back right on my bra strap. It was like an ant biting sensation. Then finished.

They all bowed and saluted me. I was shocked by their attitude. My reflexes countered by bending my legs slightly and bowing my head, as a courtesy. Before leaving the room, the artist who covered the room with layers (the last artist to judge me), raised both hands and lowered them again very quickly.

The entire thin layer within the examination room disappeared. They left the room at the same time. Outside the doctor and the officer were waiting.

They asked the 3 artists how much my beauty test was worth.

"We obey the rules, just ask the tested" replied the male artist.

"How much are you worth?" asked Dr. Hosch. I quickly replied, "B1". They all seemed to regret my answer.

Emily's doctor asked me, "Let me see the sign".

"Don't the tattoo doctor be painted on a very sensitive private part" I replied of origin.

"Oooh ok", Emily's doctor nodded slowly. The three artists just stood up to see me. They glanced at each other. Then we approached Miss Brenda. They asked permission to continue their pending work. Miss Brenda thanked them and took them to the elevator.

In front of the exam room Dr. Hosch told me that I could go home. The result will be sent to the hologram coin.

I walked alone to the room. It feels so good. I can go home today. I packed everything. I also brought frozen food from Mr. Lilith.

I ran to the dining room. Looking for her father Lilith, it was fortunate that she was standing guard at the glass door serving table. "I'm going home now, sir. Can I pack that frozen food and drink? , I asked Mr. Lilith.

His father Lilith replied, "Certainly can be a mistress, a minute yes.." .A moment later he carried a red cloth bag, "This is the mistress, heart-hearted in the street".

I half ran to my room again. I want to go home quickly. Then Miss Brenda came to bring me my hologram coin that Sister Sasha had seized on the first day of the test. He helped me pack up, and then we went back to Dams together.

Miss Brenda didn't want to take the connecting elevator, so she ordered a capsule for two. A few minutes later the capsule arrived. Miss entered the code. The door opens. in the trunk, all my luggage is loaded. After the seat belt is attached, Miss says "Check". Then the car capsule moves.

"Miss?", I asked.

" Yes Hannah" answered Miss Brenda like my mother

"Are you very rich?, you ordered a car capsule without a second thought".

Miss chuckled at my question.

I just glanced at Miss Brenda's reply. Then he laughed, looking at my glances.

Miss Brenda told me about her experience meeting 3 of my testing artists. They are all lovers of beauty. The three painters are in different styles. The eccentric man was a naturalist painter, a painter of upper-class women who liked to be painted a little prettier than the original. The sexy ones are realist painters. He loved to paint with charcoal. And the longhaired one is a surrealist painter, he likes to paint with his electrical power".

Hearing Miss's explanation, I understood why they were so different in expressing themselves in judging me.

When I got home, I put my clothes back in the closet. From under Miss Brenda asked

" What food are you freezing, Hannah?" I went straight down, ran as fast as I could.

"Miss who wears this red cloth bag is mine".

Miss was surprised by me running so fast down the stairs.

"Then what is this? Miss pointed at the food wrapper from her father Lilith.

"Same, it's the same thing. Eat now Miss. I'm heating".

"No, make it tonight. I'm so tired of Hannah. I'm going to sleep first".

"Good Miss". Then Miss Brenda walked into her room with a few yawns.

I put the 2 bags of food back in the freezer. After dinner today, it looks like I should start taking nausea medication before eating.

It's been 7pm, Miss Brenda hasn't come out of the room yet. I'm eating dinner alone, it seems Miss Brenda won't be up until morning. I took a red packet of food. I put it in the heater. Triii. The heaters are dead, ready. I enjoyed dinner without nausea one last time. I don't know when I'll see Andy again.

While enjoying dinner I thought maybe after my period finished the nausea disappeared. My food's gone, clean, no noise.

Thanks Andy, this is so good.

Before bed. I checked my menstrual. I still have my period staying a little flek. Maybe my period will stop tomorrow.

I don't dream about that guy anymore tonight. I slept well. In the morning at 5 I was downstairs for a drink. Miss Brenda is enjoying a stag soup made by her mother Lilith. She's starving.

"Miss-Bagi".

"For Hannah too. I checked your face today.

"Oh yeah Hannah, it was 4 am that there was an announcement of the cleaning of the waterways, so all the pipes were added to the forest orange juice. I've asked for permission to base, sick of exhaustion".

I kept quiet and did not comment. Forest orange water in the water pipe of Miss Brenda's house, which means after I take a shower.

My appearance will change completely. Never mind, resigned, Miss Brenda is like my parents. I don't mind him seeing my white hair.

I chewed the medicine for nausea. Miss saw me.

"You have Hannah's maag, since when?", asked Miss Brenda in surprise.

"Since one week of testing yesterday".", I just answered.

"I don't think your genius would stress out a Hannah exam".

"Ah Miss, there's nothing", I can't tell you the real reason.

Miss Brenda told me about the forest orange. "Usually Hannah, the cleaning of pipes with forest orange juice is done every 10 years. You know, when you're watered using orange juice, your eyes are very painful. And who likes to dye his hair with false colors, will be confused for almost a week. It is difficult to color the hair affected by forest orange water".

I just kept quiet listening. I don't want to think about thinking about Miss Brenda's reaction after seeing the real color of my hair.