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“…And in this chamber, we have the Data Extraction Units, which
The Impirium used to interrogate suspects.”
“How did they work?”, asked the boy.
“Well,” the Curator continued," the subject would be strapped into the chair and be given a selection of injections:
one to paralyze the subject, two to make sure the mind stays awake so as not to pass out from the pain or to revert into a
catatonic state, and some IVs to make sure the body has enough hydration and nutrition…some interrogations lasted days, if not weeks of continuous extraction.
"Next the chair would be plugged into the unit alcove, and
nano-filament probes would transverse the scalp and cranium to access the neural tissue directly. Every neural pathway…every
dendrite…every single electron in that subject’s brain would
be recorded, collated, and processed for whatever strategic or
tactical value possible.
"These 100-series units were designed to extract the specific data the Master Interrogator programmed into the unit.
"Sometimes the Resistance used hyper-psychic data packets
implanted into their couriers that would evade a casual scan.
Often, the couriers didn’t even know they were carrying a message buried so deep in their sub-conciousnesses.
“Of course, this didn’t matter to the DEU; the Unit would just dig
“What do you mean?”, asked the boy’s father.
“Well, think of it this way: You’re looking for a file left on your desk. If it’s right there on top in plain view, you just pick it up, and you have it. Maybe it’s buried under a few other files so you have to move some stuff out of the way. Maybe you have it hidden in a drawer, so you got to rifle through all the drawers…”
Just then the boy looked at the display screen and noticed the red
OCCUPIED function with vital signs underneath.
“Omigod…OH MY GOD! There’s still…somebody…”
“Yes…still somebody in there. The Unit is not programmed to release the subject until the required data has been extracted.
Nobody in the Imperial Interrogation Bureau though of the possibility of a subject who really didn’t know anything.
Like my earlier analogy, the Unit will keep tearing through the desk…atom after atom…in order to find that file it’s certain exists.”
“Can’t you just…turn it off?”
“No. That would mean certain death for that subject The United Republic passed a resolution to find a way to release this victim
of the Imperium.”
“But… the rebellion happened over 25 years ago!”
"Yes. And we’ve been trying to get him out since then.
As the people filed out of the Museum of Imperial Atrocities, the
Curator looked back at the Unit and smiled with evil satisfaction.
So, Emperor Omnipotant, you still haven’t found that last digit of pi, eh? I won’t let you out until you do!