We walked through a corridor covered on both sides with ivy and other types of plants and flowers. At the end of the passage we arrived at a door, it was huge and was painted white like the rest of the building. The door was so clean, it looked as if it was painted exactly the day before. We passed through it and turned right. There, there was another corridor we had to pass. This one looked a bit creepy to me. It was long, very long, and all around it was painted pale sky-blue, even the floor tiles was of the same color. It somehow reminded me of a huge bathroom for an alien race of serpents or centipedes or something out of a Science-Fiction movie. But, there was a nice view outside the windows on its eastern wall that helped a great deal to ease my mind. They opened toward the garden on the front side of the building. The garden was so huge that from the ground floor one could not possibly see the outer walls which ran all the way around the premises of the facility. The sunlight, shining through the well-cleaned windows, was quite warming. It felt so pleasant that I actually let all the bad thoughts to go away and drift in the last day-dream I was about to have for a long period of time.
I don't really remember anything of that day-dream. The next thing I remember was arriving at the reception room. It was located at the end of the corridor. This room was also painted the same color. Later on I realized all the personnel's wing is colored the same. Yet, I could never find out the reason why it was that way. But this room didn't look that heart warming. Either it was the half closed window shutters or maybe the cheap-looking set of furniture placed completely unorganized around the room that make me feel that way. For a moment I started to analyze the the arrangement of the furniture and taking a good look at them but before even starting to do so, I found myself so stressed out and unfocused that I just let go of the whole thing and tried to stay focused on the task at hand. At the end of the room in front of the northern wall there was a desk. Behind it, this person in charge of the paper work and admission process was sitting. She looked quite pretty to me not very beautiful though. Compared to an average woman, she was rather tall and I liked her body's structure. Then I notice something in her eyes! something frightening, something loathsome. It felt like, to her, every person that ever entered through those doors behind me was some sort of a case-study or an experiment or even worse some sort of an object like a toothbrush! I so didn't want to be in her presence anymore, but it wasn't like I had any other options. If I wanted to finish this thing and get it over with I had to tolerate her presence for the next 20 minutes. The best thing I could do was to distract my thoughts and just ignore her. I did it quite well. Even to this day thinking back I can't remember anything of the of the things happened during the whole admission process. The next thing I remember is that I was called to follow some one who just arrived, to lead me to my housing for the next 3 weeks. [I gave it a lot of thoughts ever since and there's something that makes me believe that it wasn't 3 weeks at all. I can't say how long it lasted, but it just wasn't 3 weeks! I'm positive about that!]
This new person who just arrived was also a girl. Approximately the same age as the one sitting behind the desk, and more or less the same height, which was quite surprising, I remember myself thinking: “Why are these girls so tall?” Later on, there were times I found myself quite convinced that these tall girls are also of some other alien race, but my theory proved to be wrong! This girl was not as inhuman as the Desk Girl. This one had this glare in her eyes, something welcoming, something warm, something that let me trust her just a bit! [I venture to note that maybe that Something was the size of her breasts! Yet, I don't really stress on that idea, because I really think it was never about that. I just trusted her. And well, she never let my trust down.]
After a short farewell with my mother who was gentle enough to accompany me and ease me through this whole admission process, she walked me back through the pale sky-blue Alien corridor. Then we arrived at the huge white entrance door and we took the other door on its left side an entered another corridor. This one was colored all in white. This one didn't look alien to me at all, still Toilet-ish, but not alien! We walked to its end and passed through this white double panel door with reinforced windows on each of the panels. I changed my cloths for something more comfortable and was briefed about some of the rules and regulations of the facility. Then we took an elevator to the 4th floor. There was my room. The 6th one on the right side of the main corridor. It ran all the way through the southern wing of the building and connected the elevator and the lounge at the other end. I never bothered to venture around the premises of the southern wing and poke my nose into other people's affairs. I never felt interested to do so due to an unknown reason. Anyone who knows me must have been pretty surprised reading that last sentence. But it's true and that was what I did. Or better to say, what I didn't do! I was so nervous and agitated in the elevator, couldn't even wait one more second to see my roommate, after all she was the only reason I came there in the first place, but the moment we left the elevator, with every single step I felt more and more in doubt. When we arrived at the door to our room I halted. I just couldn't get myself to walk in! What am I going to say to her? "Hi! How do you feel?" or "Hi There! How has it been?" It just felt so extremely stupid and redundant. I believe my company also felt my reluctance! She put her hand on my shoulder, didn't really say anything, just look me in the eye and I got the message!
There was no way for me to give up now! My mind was made up! It was so clear to me! I just had to do it! I just had to go through with it! For the sake of everyone including me!
I nodded, giving her a signal that I would rather do it alone. She was kind enough to leave me, just whispering in my ear that she will see me back around the lunch time an I can always call her or her colleagues, from the direct line in the room, in case I need something! After she had gone, for another couple of minutes I struggled with my thoughts and wrestled around with the idea, how this first encounter is about to be! When I finally felt it's the time, I just turned the knob, opened the door and walked inside, without even thinking how it's going to turn out...
To Be Continued...
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