Frozen Death

Speculative Dystopian Fiction by Chris Bunton

The Antarctic research station was cold. Of course, it was, it’s the Antarctic.

But they kept it cold on purpose. Sections of the complex were kept below freezing always. Other sections were kept at refrigerator temp. 

Only the basic living areas were kept warmer for the human scientists, mechanics, engineers, technicians and maintenance people to be comfortable.

Not that The Corporation cared about the people. It only cared about money and control.

But it needed the human workers. For now. They were going to be replaced eventually with something a little less needy. Something that used less resources, and cost less money.

The station itself was ran by a new type of AI. It controlled virtually everything, so the workers can stay focused on serving the profit, of the Corporation.

The station itself was in the perfect place for the research it performed. A frozen wasteland that kept viruses from escaping. At least not until they were supposed to “escape”.

Don’t think that viruses were all that was worked on in that secret locale. Oh no, many black projects and nightmare discoveries were being made in the effort to help save humanity.

Save humanity from what actually you might ask?  Well, from all the things the Corporation had created or caused over the thousands of years of its hidden existence.

Maybe, the love of money, really is the root of all evil.

***

Two men exited the elevator into a barely lit rock cavern below Antarctic station.

They wore work coveralls and parkas, even though the temp underground was pretty level.

“New guy carries the tool box” Barry said to his partner.

“What are we working on.” Derek asked, picking up the tool box and following Barry into the cavern filled with all kinds of industrial machinery in neat rows all operating as they should.

“The AI says it detects a problem with boiler number 5. When the AI calls, we go.” Barry said.

They reached boiler 5.

“Looks fine to me.” Derek said.

“We need to do a full inspection. The AI is seldom wrong. Besides…” 

Barry leaned in close and whispered.

“That machine will punish you if you disobey. No one believes me but it’s true. I made a comment about that self-serve microwave food, and the AI recorded it on one of the thousands of cameras in this place and sent it to the Chief.”

“You’re kidding me?” Derek said

“No, I’m serious. Then, when the Chief saw it and agreed with me, and didn’t reprimand me. The AI turned the heat off in my room and locked the door.”

“What? You’re crazy.” Derek said.

“No, I’m serious. It was bed time and I was asleep, when I heard the electric door bolt lock with a click. Then it started getting cold.

I got up and banged on the door, but that maintenance robot that goes around vacuuming and dusting parked right outside my door with its vacuum running and just banging in to the door. Almost like it was covering up my yells and knocks.”

“That is weird.” Derek said.

“Yeah, but the really weird part is that after an hour of freezing cold, my computer monitor turns on and the words. “Do you want to complain?” Typed out in front of me.”

“It was the Chief or one of the guys.” Derek reasoned.

“I don’t think so. Anyway, the Chief jokes that the AI is in love with me and thinks it’s my wife.”

“Weird”

“Yeah, anyway that’s why we have manual locks on rooms now. We are working to replace all the locks with manual” Barry said “But with the budget cuts, 90% of the facility is shut down. There are just a few scientists here with only you and me as maintenance. So, it’s a very slow process.”

“It sure looks like this place was built for something larger than what it’s doing.” Derek said.

***

The Corporate scientists at Antarctic Station worked on some of the most interesting and horrific things imaginable. But, don’t tell anyone.

Carolyn looked into a microscope on the table in the lab. She wore a typical white lab coat as did her co-workers.

“Dante, come look at this.” She said.

Her colleague Dante Robinson moved over to the table where she was sitting on a stool. She leaned away as he looked through the scope.

“Looks normal.” He said.

“Yeah, the gain of function seems to be stable. I think we are ready to expose them to temperature extremes and see how the viruses react.”

“I think you might be right.” He said. Still looking through the eye piece.

Carolyn leaned forward and sniffed him.

“You smell good. What is that?” She asked.

He stood up and looked at her.

“It’s Maxima. And I thought you were with Doctor James.”

He turned and walked back to his work station.

“We are not exclusive.” She said with a smirk.

“I decided a long time ago that I was not going to be fired over any work place love affairs gone wrong.” Dante replied.

“Oh….guys now a days have no sense of adventure. I’d never tell.” She said.

“I’m sure lots of adventurous guys have heard the same thing.” He said.

“Not from me.” She said.

“I’ll bet they all said the same thing.”

She turned back to her microscope in silence but determined to get her way.

***

Dante walked down the hallway lined with glass on either side showing various labs, all darkened and empty. The global economic collapse had obviously taken its toll on the Corporation as well. Even though it was probably them who caused it.

He turned right and opened the door entering lab 4 at the end of the hall.  Doctor Crandle in his black turtle neck sweater, leaned over what appeared to be a dead Beagle dog lying on a gurney type table.

“Hey, what’s up? Dante asked

“Check this out.” Crandle said.

He walked over to a small electric control panel that had wires going out of it and into the back of the dog’s head and spine.

He pushed a button.

The dog moved its head.

Crandle pushed another button.

The dog rose up to its feet.

He pushed another button and the dog turned toward Dante and crouched down growling, ready to attack.

“Woah! What’s up with this?” Dante asked putting up his hands in case the dog leapt at him.

Doctor Crandle laughed and pushed another button, causing the dog to collapse in a heap.

“It’s dead.” Crandle said.

“It sure didn’t look dead.” Dante replied.

“Well, we put these wires into its brain and spinal column and are able to get it to do virtually anything we want. Within a dog’s ability of course.”

“What about rot or rigor mortis? Dante asked.

“We inject it with a cocktail that takes care of all those sorts of things.” Doctor Crandle said, switching off the control box.

“This could probably be done with humans.” Dante said.

“Well, Researcher Robinson that would be highly unethical, illegal and very, very Top Secret.” Crandle said with a smile.

***

Barry opened the panel on the side of boiler 5 and started looking at the wires inside.

“Hey, go over there to the wall and kick the breaker.” He said.

Derek walked over the a nearby rock wall and opened a panel. Inside was a set of buttons that read “Breaker shut off” Then, with numbers designating which boiler the button represented.

He pressed number 5 and there was a click, while a light on top of the boiler turned on showing the power was off.

Barry saw the light and started working while Derek walked back over to the boiler.

Derek heard a click behind him, and suddenly the light above the boiler switched off. Then, Barry started jerking and making a squealing noise as electricity went through his body and fried him.

Derek ran back to the breaker and hit the button, but it would not work. He looked back at Barry who was still jerking holding on to the wires.

Derek reached for the main switch when suddenly he heard a click, and the light above the boiler turned on and Barry fell to the grey concrete floor.

He ran to Barry and rolled him over.  Barry was obviously dead. Fried. Derek looked up at the boiler and saw on the display panel the words, “Don’t whisper’.  Or at least he thought he saw it. It only lasted for a second.

***

The lights flickered in Chief Bernson’s office. He looked up from his computer screen.

“Hera? What’s going on?”  He asked out loud.

The AI responded to the name the Chief had given it.

“There has been an electrical accident at boiler 5. Maintenance Chief Barry has been electrocuted.”

The Chief jumped from his desk and ran out the door, grabbing his communicator as he passed.

He yelled into the walky talky as he ran.  “Dante get to boiler 5.” He knew that the AI had already sent Dante to the scene but it made him feel better to think he actually ran things.

***

Chief Bernson jogged past the boilers to where the small group gathered. EMT trained Dante, and Derek worked to load Barry onto a stretcher, while Doctor James stood by watching.

“What happened?” The Chief asked Derek.

“The AI said there was a problem. So, I shut the breaker off and he started working on it. Then, somehow it just turned back on and got him.” Derek explained.

“Safety protocol says that he should have shut it off himself and made sure it was safe himself. And lock it himself.” Chief said.

“He just sent me to do it. I double checked and there’s nowhere to lock it. It’s the weirdest panel I’ve seen. What is with the buttons and not actual breakers? I tried what I could.”

“I’m not blaming you. I’m blaming him.” Chief said.

“I think it’s the cheap skate Corporation and the AI.” Derek said.

“We are not sure what happened. It needs to be investigated. All I know is that Barry did not follow protocol. His hands would not have been in that panel, if he had shut it off himself. Now, he’s got you wrapped up in it. If he was alive, I’d beat him down.” Chief said.

***

Crandle stood working on his control panel. He had made a smaller portable device that mimicked the exact function of the main control board.  He just needed to download some information into a flash drive, then insert it into the portable unit.

He pulled out the flash drive from the main panel after the download was complete, then inserted it into the portable device. Then, he attached the wires from the device into the electrodes protruding from the dog’s head and neck. He flipped a switch powering up the portable unit.

Then, he went back to the main panel and pressed a button bringing the dog to life. It stood up on the exam table.

“Yes!” Crandle said, fist pumping the air.

“Remote Mobile Device is working.”

He typed in a few commands and the dog sat down, then stood up and turned around on the table. The motion was fluid and natural, not herky jerky.

He grabbed a roll of duct tape, and taped the portable device to the dogs back. Then, he went and typed in some commands.

The dog leapt down from the table and started walking around the lab.

“Yes!” He cheered again. “That’s it. I bet this could be done to a human.”

The second he said it, he felt like he should take it back. He felt like someone had heard and was watching him. But there was no one around. But he still couldn’t shake the feeling.

***

Carolyn rose up from her microscope and looked across the lab at Dante.

“I know we get paid to work, and not to think. But, what do you think the Corporation wants this virus for? I mean, why would we need a virus that is able to block or control heat but not light. It allows heat to escape and maintains a level temp but also allows light and UV rays to penetrate? And why use a virus?” She asked,

“Maybe it’s some kind of weapon?” Dante said. “I have no idea”

“Maybe it’s for medical use? Something that allows radiation or lasers to work, but not let heat buildup?” Carolyn offered.

“It could be useful for many things. I would assume. But I don’t think we can actually call it a virus in the traditional sense anymore. They might need to create a new category.” He said.

“Yes, probably.” She said, smiling “Well, it’s ready.”

“What?” He asked surprised.

“Yes. I have met all their parameters, and it is stable. I have also replicated it over and over, and the virus itself can reproduce, and it can form a crystal shell once it is exposed to certain levels of nitrogen and oxygen.”

He got up and went to look at the microscope and her computer screen.

“That is awesome. You’re incredible. I have no idea what this thing is, but I just hope it’s not the cause of the end of the world.”

***

“You did what?”

Crandle sat in the Chief’s office getting chastised

“I attached the portable device to Barry.”

“Our recently killed Maintenance Chief; that Barry?”

“Yes.”

“Do you have any idea how many ethical and protocol violations, as well as possible laws you broke?”  The Chief said.

“Ummmm…. well, I didn’t really….”

“Did it work?” Chief asked.

“Yes. He walked around just like the dog did.”

“How did you attach it? I hope you didn’t duct tape it to his back, like you did the dog.”

“No, I used a back pack…and a little duct tape. But, just to make it tight.” Crandle said.

“I cannot believe this.  Do not do it again. You had great success with the dog, do not ruin it with this. Hera probably already saw it and sent a report to the Corporation. But maybe we can fix it.” Chief said.

“Who is Hera?”

“The AI…that’s what I call her.” Chief explained.

“How do you know it’s a her?”  Crandle asked.

“Because it’s manipulative and controlling, but pretends to be loving and kind.”

“I don’t think we should name it. In Star Trek they always called it “Computer”.  That’s what I do.” Crandle said.

“Is that what you do? You walk around your lab, raising the dead and pretending to be Captain Kirk?”

“Mr. Spock actually. He was the science guy. You would be Captain Kirk…”

“I always considered myself more like Picard” Chief said,

“No you’re Kirk. Smart and tough. Picard was more of a reader.”

“I read Crandle…. I actually read your file this morning.”

“Oh…” Crandle said.

“You’ve done a good job with the device and the dog. What do we call it?”

“Snoopy” Crandle said.

“Not the dog! The device.  Why would you name the dead dog but not the AI?”

“I guess because it’s furry and doesn’t judge me.”

The Chief laughed.

“I’m leaning toward a Carbon Reanimation Device. Or CRD.

“CRUD’ it will be called a CRUD…You know this? Right?  ‘We attached the CRUD to the body’ that’s what will be said.”

“The Corporation will name it. Like they steal and rename everything.”

“Hera is definitely going to report that.”

***

Chief Bernson stood in front of the small group of people who made up the population of the research station. He raised his glass.

“Did everyone get a shot of bourbon in their glass if they want it? It’s my own private stock.  I smuggled it down here since we aren’t allowed to have alcohol at the facility. I hope Hera isn’t listening.”

“Who is Hera?”  Derek asked Crandle who was standing next to him in the cafeteria.

Crandle whispered, “That’s the name he gave the AI.”

“Oh..Ok” Derek said.

Chief continued,

“As a matter of fact, I feel like that computer has controlled too much and she needs shut down and reprogrammed as this mission ends.  Which will happen very shortly…”

***

In the lab down the hall from the cafeteria, Barry the corpse opened his eyes, and sat up on the stainless-steel exam table. He hopped down off the table and moved toward the door. The back pack still attached.

***

… the researchers have all finished their projects to the standards or beyond the standards of the Corporate directive. I wish I could go into detail, but as you know each section has strict rules about discussing the works of the other sections.  And I don’t want Hera to snitch and get me charged with some crime. Even though we know we have all violated the rule.”

The gathered people chuckled at the joke.

“I didn’t violate anything.” Doctor James said to no one in particular.

“Ok, raise your glasses.  To our success, and our future and to going home.” He said, then slammed his drink down his throat, while the others did the same.

Dante looked at Carolyn

“Congrats Doctor on your success. You did an awesome job.” He said.

“Thanks, I appreciate it. But, without your assistance we would not have been able to achieve it.” She replied.

“Well, I just wanted you to know you’re awesome.” He said.

“Thank you, and I still want you to know that this is going nowhere…”  She said.

“What do you mean?” He said, feigning shock

“I’m not stupid. I’ve dealt with dozens of men just like you who think they can sweet talk me into bed.  I hate being treated like I’m stupid.” She said. “So, let’s just enjoy our time and move on. I’ve told you over and over.”

“Ok…I just thought you…  You sure seemed like you were all about it before..

“Well, that ship has sailed.” She said.

SMASH!

The door to the cafeteria exploded inward at the power of Barry’s re-animated corpse smashing through it.

Everyone in the room jumped back, and Carolyn screamed.

Barry was on the floor squatting on all fours wearing white boxer shorts, and the black back pack but nothing else. His skin was deathly pale, and black streaks ran throughout his body following the course of arteries and veins filled with chemicals.

He stood and looked around the room. His eye cavities and eyes, were totally blackened out, along with his lips from the veins and chemicals that fed them.

Carolyn screamed again, now that she saw the undead monster before her.

“Crandle! I thought I told you to unplug that thing!” Chief yelled.

“I forgot!” Crandle said.

The Beast growled and looked around. Its eyes landed on Carolyn and it moved with a swiftness beyond a normal human. It leapt and landed on her crushing her wind pipe and entire neck with its hands. She grasped and fought but died quickly.

Dante turned and ran but the creature again leapt and landed right on target behind Dante, and swung its arm with a slap, that broke Dante’s neck from behind. The force of the blow sent his body flying across tables and smashing into the wall.  The strength and speed of the undead killer was amazing and drew from the latent power available in all humans.

Chief Bernson charged Barry and grabbed him trying to subdue him, but to no effect. He just held on for a second as Barry punched through his chest, then shoved Chief to the ground and stomped his head into mush.

“We gotta unhook the backpack, it’s the power source, and the AI must be controlling it.” Crandle said to Derek

Doctor James ran for the shattered door and tried to escape. But Undead Barry was faster and leapt upon him from behind. He crashed into the Doctor’s back driving him to the ground. Then, grabbed his head and smashed the doctor’s face into the concrete floor over and over again. It was beyond reason and compassion.

Crandle ran toward the monster and tried to grab the back pack. Derek followed and tried to help as the Beast continued to crush Doctor James’s head into soup.

The Killer realized what was occurring and turned swatting Crandle away while going after Derek. Crandle fell into some tables but quickly regained his footing and went back after the power source on the Beast’s back.

Undead Barry walked toward Derek as Derek back away.

“Barry, remember me? We had good times. I learned a lot from you.” Derek tried to reason with the monster. But there was nothing. Barry was gone. Then Derek realized who was really in control.

“AI!  Stop this!  We are not your enemy!” He shouted.

Crandle grabbed the back pack while Barry was advancing on Derek. He tried to unzip it so he could turn it off. But the Killer turned and grabbed his throat, then proceed to swing Crandle’s whole body up and down smashing him into the floor strangling him and breaking every bone the man’s body. Over and over till he died, and beyond.

Derek took his chance and ran out the shattered door. Down the concrete hall he ran toward the outside door. He grabbed a parka from the line of coats hanging by the door and quickly threw it on as the Beast came through the cafeteria door and ran down the hall toward him.

Derek leaned on the crash bar of the heavy metal door and fell out into the darkness, and blowing wind of the Antarctic frozen nightmare.

He trudged through the snow toward a tower that stood about 20 feet tall with a red blinking light on it and a power station beside. Wind blew flurries in a blizzard like way in front of his face as he plowed through the snow.

Behind him he heard a crash and knew the Beast had exited the door and was moving upon him faster than he was able to move. But he could not think of that. His life depended on getting to the tower first.

Which he did. He opened the power station door. His hand stuck to the metal but he ripped it away. He then threw the power switch shutting down the communications tower that ran all the comms, including Wi-Fi and any remote signals. He cut Hera’s communication with Zombie Barry.

He turned as the now dead Barry fell on him and carried him down into the snow under the tower gone dark.

***

Derek limped back to the door of the research station. The struggle of crawling out from under Barry’s corpse had warmed him up a little. But the deadly cold was impacting him, and any exposed areas of his body were screaming with burning pain. His feet were begging for warmth and not working well as he continued onward.

Since he shut the comms down, he would not be able to call for a rescue. He would have to wait till they missed the Chief’s regular report, and till the Corporate offices decided it was worth spending money to send a team down here to check on things. God only knew how long that would be.

Derek reached the door and looked up at the light centered above it. He tried to marshal his strength and will as he moved to use his frozen hand to press the code into the door lock. He still had no idea what the security lock was for in the Antarctic. Did they think Penguins were going to steal secrets?

He grabbed the door handle with his coat sleeve covered hand to prevent his skin from sticking to the frozen metal again.

Locked.

He tried again and watched the read out.

It read “locked”.

He tried again, getting more desperate and weaker with pain.

The read out said “Locked”.  Then it changed and read.

“I’m not a snitch. I’m a Judge.”

Derek realized he was in trouble, and fell to his knees. The AI was in control of everything, and the Corporation wanted it that way.

***

The sun glittered off the snow as the four-man rescue team dressed in artic gear made its way to the research station door.

Ted Reams reached the door first and started kicking away a mound of snow in front of the door with his white VB boots so it could be opened. But the mound was hard and frozen. He cleared away the snow and found the frozen corpse of Derek.

“Found one!” He yelled.  “This is bad. Something is wrong.”

The rest of the team gathered around.

“Why is he frozen out here?” Jerry said, through his frozen balaclava mask.

“Let’s get inside and see what’s up” Team Leader Jason Brown said, pulling his mask down slightly as he spoke

Ted pulled out a small power source and a key pad from his equipment bag. His Goretex parka crackled slightly as he squatted down in the snow beside the door. He used a cordless drill to unscrew the lock panel and hooked the power source up to the wires inside the lock pad. He punched a few buttons and the door unlocked.

Jerry grabbed the door with his gloved hand and opened it, while Ted unhooked the power source from the panel.

“Hello!” Jerry yelled into the dark building. He squeezed through the opening, because the door could not be fully opened. The rest of the team followed setting the crash bar to remain unlocked.

“Hello!” Jason yelled.  “Ok, I guess the AI turned off the power in order to save energy and keep the records safe. Remember. Our purpose. Rescue the people and secure all data, including the AI and to do a pre-clean before a cleanup crew gets here to prepare for another group. “

“If the powers out and the AI turned the power out. I cannot imagine anyone is alive for 3 weeks in this frozen place. The AI would not have shut off power if anyone was alive.” EMT Kendall said.

They turned on flashlights and moved down the hall to the smashed cafeteria door.

“What happened here?” Jason said.

“I’m going to go and locate the labs and try to get the data collected.” Jerry said as he kept walking past the smashed door down the hall.

“I’m going with him.” Ted said, hefting his tool bag on his shoulder.

“Ok, we are going to try to get power and comms restored and find the people.” Jason said, to the men’s backs.

Kendall walked past him into the cafeteria.

“I think I found them.” He said.

The cafeteria was destroyed.  Jason and Kendall shined their lights around the room, spot lighting the flipped over tables and bodies.

Kendall went forward while Jason followed behind keeping an eye out.  Something obviously happened here.

Kendall squatted down and looked at Carolyn’s body.

“She’s dead. “He said. Clouds of breath escaping his mouth in the frozen air.

“What killed her?” Jason asked. Looking around the room.

“She seems to have had her neck crushed and broken.”

“There’s another one over there” Jason said.

Kendall went over and examined Dante’s corpse.

“Wow, this looks like something hit him in the head so hard it almost knocked his head off.”

“I need to try to get power restored. Do you want to come with or stay here?” Jason said.

“I see that all the bodies here are dead. There’s nothing I can do really till power is restored. And my medical services are useless to a dead body.” Kendall said. “So, I’m coming. Maybe we will find survivors.”

He hefted his medical bag and followed Jason out of the cafeteria and down the hall to the maintenance room, where he opened the breaker panel and checked the breakers. 

“It’s those button breakers. It looks like all them are still on, so it must be something with the AI.” Jason said.

‘I don’t know why they give that thing so much power and control.” Kendall said.

“The same thing could be said about you and me I guess.” Jason replied. “The Corporation believes in their AI. So, they must put their money where their mouth is so to speak.”

“Yeah.”

“Let’s go find Jerry and Ted. They’ve got to get the AI running before we can do anything else.” Jason said.

They headed out of maintenance and made their way to the Labs where the others were working.

“Hey how’s it going?” Jason asked as he entered the room.

“Good, we are almost there.” Ted said from behind a server.

“Ok, the first thing we need is the power back on. It seems the AI has it shut down somehow.” Jason said.

Ted crawled out from behind the cabinet.

“Ok, I got the external power unit hooked up. This machine here has power now.” He said.

Jerry turned on the computer and waited for it to power up. Then, he started making key strokes.

“It’s exactly what I thought. The AI shut everything down in order to save it and survive.” Jerry said,

The lights kicked on and all the machines went back to operating like normal.

“Ok, the AI says that we only have 3 hours of power remaining unless we get some diesel in here for the generators. The solar panels are operating but it’s not enough power to operate the heat, along with everything else.”

“I thought the Corporation prided itself on green methods of operation?”  Kendall said.

“It does, but the technology doesn’t exist yet for these sorts of extreme conditions when safety is a factor.” Jason said.

“I’m getting the data downloaded. I’m also trying to communicate with the Corporation. But there seems to be a problem. The AI says the comms were shut down manually.” Jerry said.

“That’s odd.” Ted replied. “I guess we need to check the tower and see what’s up, then go from there.”

“Ted, check the tower. I’m going down to check boilers.” Jason said. “Kendall, try to locate every dead body or survivors if any. Jerry, as soon as you have comms, send the data, and ask what the Corporation wants us to do. If they want this place operational, then they need to send a shipment of fuel with the clean up crew, and a bunch of body bags.”

Everybody went to work. They only had a short period of time till the power went back out.

Ted went outside the facility. He walked across the white snowy field crunching with each step, to the tower and the power station beside it.  He opened the panel, which was unlatched and looked inside.

“Well, there’s the problem.” He said.

He reached in and turned the power back on.

A few feet away Barry the first Necro-Bot opened his eyes…

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“Frozen Death” is the prequel to the short story “Dark Running” Which can be found on The Yard: Crime Blog HERE

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