I would be really happy if I could get my hands on some books on agriculture.
A book about hunting, or cooking.
Something practical, nothing as distant as the operation of a bottle filling machine.
[Why are we sitting in the dark, Drop?]
Adam
[This is quite simple: because the power plants that supply this building are not operating.]
Drop Database
[And why aren't we using the solar collectors on the roof?]
Adam
[If we had any, wouldn't the lights be on?]
Drop Database
[Not necessarily. A fuse may be blowed or they could be damaged.]
Adam
[What makes you so sure we have any?]
Drop Database
[I saw it in the financial statements. May 3, 2033 Repair of solar panels.]
Adam
This facility has solar and I didn't even noticed?
Now is the time to put his knowledge to the test.
Although I didn't get him a proper book on electrical engineering.
But I'm sure he'd figure something out.
[Then I assign you to restore the power.]
Drop Database
The boy ran upstairs to start his investigation, which gave me time to think.
2033! What? That means I travelled 15 years into the future.
How long has the apocalypse already lasted?
When did it start?
I thought nothing could ever knock me down.
But the loss of time, and thus loss of knowledge shattered me.
I do not know which countries exist nor which wars have been fought.
I do not know what technology exists and what enemies I can expect.
It's ironic that I thought this was a state-of-the-art factory.
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In this moment of desperation, Eve approached me.
She placed her hand on my shoulder
[Is everything all right, DB?]
Eve
[Yeah, yeah everything's great, I just sort of lost the track of time.]
Drop Database
[It is the year 2041. The apocalypse started five years ago. I know you're confused, but there isn't anything we couldn't accomplish together.]
Eve
[You always talk about us, but I don't even know you.]
Drop Database
[Look, I call myself Eve because I'm the second Adam is the first.]
Eve
[That doesn't make any sense! Adam is clearly younger.]
Drop Database
[Yes, but only in his physical body.]
Eve
[Tell me who you are! What is this whole upload-download thing about!]
Drop Database
[I don't think you're ready. I'd be happy to tell you. But I don't want to hurt you. I just want what's best for you.]
Eve
Now she just sounds like a mother.
Maybe I'm really not ready. Maybe I should calm down.