The Director of the Institute walked Peter along an endless sterile corridor.

‘So, Mr. Franks, when you choose your time to arrive here, you’ll get a secure shuttered unit assigned to you.’ The Director informed him.

‘So behind each of these shutters…?’ Peter tailed off.

The Director smiled. ‘Yes, behind each of these doors there is a person hung in suspension until their specified re-animation date.’

‘Do they feel anything?’

‘Not a thing. It’s a very deep sleep, that’s all.’

‘And when they are re-animated to continue their life?’

The Director paused. ‘Well, that’s a bit of an unknown at the moment,’ he mumbled. ‘Moving on.’ He smiled and strode away.

Peter stood staring after him.

© Amy Reese

Written as part of the Friday Fictioneers challenge hosted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields (more details HERE). The idea is to write a short story of 100 words based on the photo prompt (above, thanks to Sandra for the photo this week).

For more stories based on this week’s prompt, visit HERE.

41 responses to “CRYONICS”

  1. That guy sounds like he should be selling snake oil off the back of a wagon. Who knows how you’d come back. I think I’d stop and stare also. Then I’d run not walk to the parking lot. Good writing, Iain. 🙂 — Suzanne

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