Urban Harvest: #5

It took me more than a minute to realize what he was planning. How can a human vessel conceive an alien life? How will the body adapt to such a change? What if it killed the vessel? What if the offspring happened to be an abominable being?

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Will had to shake me off my train of thoughts to listen to him.

“Hey, I know you got all kinds of questions popping inside your head. But we know what we need. We are looking at certain factors, certain genes. We find such people and then we have it. The biggest miracle science has ever seen.”

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“We don’t know how it’s going to happen. We can’t let them. Women may not even agree to this.”

“Debbie darling.... for money, they will agree anything.”

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I stared at the man standing in front of me. He appeared like a child whose dream of catching the moon was about to come true. There was nothing you could do to stop him from achieving it.

With only one day left, Will and I spent most of our time in the lab, testing again and again each and every sample of the vessels. There could be no room for any error.  I looked at them through the glass which separated us. They were young women desperate to do anything.

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Maybe, I was wrong. This might be their chance to try their luck at something better. I didn’t realize Will was observing me. He hugged me from behind and reassured me everything was going to be okay.

We had shortlisted seven women. Amy was the youngest of them. She looked withdrawn and in a state of melancholy.I tried to ease her out, after all what she was doing was nothing less than a sacrifice.

“When is my mama coming?” she asked me blandly.

 “She will be here soon,” the nurse replied quickly.