She spends her early days in the facility undergoing tests, swimming, visiting the theater, and going to the library. Likewise, she adapts quickly to the omnipresent surveillance – there are cameras in every conceivable nook and cranny – and after a short while she forgets they are there. She misses her dog Jock terribly, but soon warms up to her new friends and even acquires a new love interest. For the women over 50 and men over 60 delivered to the institution each month, it seems ideal….until, of course, your pancreas or lungs or heart is needed for someone else.ĭorrit Weger, a would-be writer, is sad when she first arrives at the Second Reserve Bank Unit for Biological Material. Everything is free, including delicious food and new clothes there are lovely garden walkways and top-of-the-line sports facilities, crafts, dancing, movies, and even a library. The facility to which you are taken is a plush one, designed to quash all thoughts of noncompliance. You are designated as a “dispensable,” which means you are locked away to have your body available for testing and organ harvesting on behalf of those who contribute more usefully to the nation’s prosperity. If you don’t have children, if you choose to follow your dream instead of choosing compromise or security or “normality” (read: heterosexuality), what is your life worth? Not much, in this futuristic Scandinavian society.
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