"As per the Government Regulation Act of 2104, intelligence levels exceeding the 140-point threshold are classified as a threat to national stability and social cohesion. We regret to inform you that your son’s classification requires immediate... termination." The screen went black. The Aftermath
"We have the results of your son's intelligence examination. He has achieved an IQ score of 165."
A brief, suffocating moment of hope flickered in Amy’s eyes before the official continued. Examination Day [v0.1.3.1]
For three hours, Dickie worked. He solved complex spatial puzzles, decoded cryptographic sequences, and answered philosophical prompts that felt more like traps than questions. He felt a surge of confidence; he was doing well. He was winning . The Waiting
"Yes," his father whispered, standing so abruptly his chair screeched against the floor. "As per the Government Regulation Act of 2104,
After the exam, the silence in the Jordan home was deafening. They sat in the living room, the television off, waiting for the official notification. In this world, the Government didn't make you wait weeks for results. Efficiency was their hallmark.
The Government Educational Service building was a monolith of gray concrete and tinted glass. Inside, the air smelled of ozone and clinical disinfectant. Dickie was ushered into a small, windowless room containing only a desk, a chair, and a microphone. The Aftermath "We have the results of your
The voice that came through the speaker was mechanical, devoid of warmth. "Identification confirmed. Richard Jordan. Age: Twelve years, zero months. Begin Phase One: Pattern Recognition."
