Thursday 2 August 2012

The Abandoned (Part 2)

Lisa Williams was what people in the UPF kindly called a “spacer”. She was born on a space cruiser, educated on a space station, worked in space travel. Born and bred in space, she had spent more time in space than on any planet. Some would just call her an alien.

And she was now paying for it.

Dr. Catterly informed her that she believed the planet's gravity was slightly lighter than Earth but it was small comfort to a spacer. The gravity was still heavier than what Williams was used to in space.

“Come on, you’re almost there.”

Williams looked up to the top of the hill where Kettle was waiting. It has been 3 days since she first saw the woman and since then Kettle had been the 3 survivors’ guide to their strange new world. Seeing her at the top of the hill, Williams couldn’t help but wonder how Kettle managed to get up there so quickly. Looking at Kettle’s pink jacket, black baggy pants, scarf, veil and straw conical hat, Williams (not for the first time) couldn’t help but wonder how she could be so comfortable in such a comical outfit.

Although her spacesuit has been dirtied, Williams had refused all attempts to wear the strange outfit of the locals and was currently wearing her sport top and short shorts. She had been wearing them underneath her spacesuit and she was glad of it. She knew that it had scandalized the locals when she said she would be going out in the outfit but they had been gracious hosts and accepted her request. There was just no way she was going to wear the conical hat and veils of the locals.

Looking at Kettle however did make Williams realize just how close to the top of the hill she was. Ignoring the fire in her calves and back, Williams pushed on.

The moment she reached the top, the breeze hit her almost immediately.

Williams' gaze drifted out and saw, to her immense surprise, an ocean. The golden light of the sun shone brightly on the ocean and Williams found that she could not look away from it. It took a while before she recovered.

“What…is that a sea?” Williams did not care if her shock was evident in her voice. She never realized they were so close to the ocean. “There are oceans on this world?”

“Of course,” Kettle said. “Fishing is one of the main sources of food here. Look over there!”

Williams look where Kettle was pointing. Although she did not have a watch, she figured that it had been an hour since they had set out on the walk and the hill she was on offered a good view of the landscape. Williams could see that the city they had been in was small and that not only was the city close to the sea, there was also a winding river that cut through the city.

“That’s the Kami River. We use it both for power and to travel into the interior.” Kettle looked at Williams and Williams could sense that she was smiling behind her veil. “Beautiful, isn’t it? I love this view.”

Williams couldn’t help but nod her head in agreement. A spacer she may be but even she could appreciate the view. Not only that, her body was glistening with the sweat from the long walk and the cold breeze from the sea was welcome against her face and skin.

Williams looked around the hilltop and saw that outside the path where they walked up, there was another bigger path on the other side of the hill. However they were the only ones up there. She was surprised and kind of glad no one else was up there with them.

“Yes, this is great.” Williams replied to Kettle. “But next time, let’s drive here. This walk is too much for me.” Williams’ laugh was cut short by the horror in Kettle’s eyes. “Uh,,,did I say something wrong?”

“Wo…women don’t drive. We walked!”

For the first time, Williams could hear angry in Kettle’s voice and she could not understand why. “What do you mean? Women don’t drive here? We’re not allowed to?”

“No, it’ll be wrong. Only men drive.”

“But…that’s..,” Williams tried to think of the right word to use here. “That’s so strange. Everyone drives where I come from. Don’t you ever want to drive before?”

“No,” Kettle’s left no room to debate on that. “Women suffer the whip, we do not take it!”

The conversation was getting stranger and stranger for Williams but before she could make a bigger fool of her self, she heard the sound of creaking wheels. She looked at the other side of the hill and saw the strangest thing she had ever seen.

A man and a woman had come up to the hilltop from the other path and both of them were staring at her. Williams was staring right back.

The woman was in a black bodysuit with red knee high boots and she was pulling a cart that a man was sitting in. For a few seconds, the duo was just staring at Williams but the man recovered. He cracked the whip in his hand and Williams twitched when she heard the sound of the whip hitting the woman.

The women quickly got back to pulling the cart and as they got closer to Williams, she managed to get a good look at them. Williams saw that the black bodysuit on the woman was total with only an open hood for her face. It reached from the top of her head to the bottom of her feet, leaving only her face uncovered. However she was wearing some sort of harness around her head that locked a bit across her mouth. At the end of the mouth bit were 2 leashes that the man in the cart was holding. Williams immediately understood the leashes were actually reins that the man used to control the woman pulling the cart. As they went pass her, Williams couldn’t take her eyes off them and belatedly saw that the man in the cat was wearing a tunic with a pair of normal pants.

The duo ran to the other side of the hilltop where the man pulled on the reins to stop the woman. The woman knelt on the ground and lowered the poles of the cart. The man, reins in hand, got up from the cart and guided the woman to a rail like an animal. He then put the leashes onto the rail. Williams then realized the rail was a hitching rail.

Shaking, she turned to Kettle who was looking at her with eyes of concern.

“Are you alright?” Kettle asked. “You suddenly looked pale.”

Williams quickly realized she was having problems breathing. Taking a few breaths, she asked, “What is that?” Williams pointed at the duo. She saw that the man was now wiping the woman’s face with a towel and the woman looked like she was loving every moment of it.

“What’s what?” Kettle asked.

“What’s that?” Williams asked again, this time with more heat in her voice. “That woman was pulling that man like an animal! What do you call that?”

Even with the veil covering the lower half of her face, Williams could see that Kettle had no idea what’s wrong with the picture. Finally giving up, Kettle shrugged her shoulders and said a word that bought the world down on Williams, “Transportation?”