[ WP ] You are transported five centuries into the future and watch a documentary about the present day ( 2015 ) . But oddly , the world depicted in the film is unrecognizable to you .

A black and white screen flickered on. Alex knew it was a TV put it looked like the one he remembers seeing playing in his grandpa's attic as a kid. 
 
 A man with a voice that reminded Alex of an old WWII propaganda films fills the room. `` Since the great wars of the early 1500s, our gracious leader has lead our great country into an era of peace and prosperity. In his eternal rule as President our country has seen no war or poverty. He has lead us, his children, to a perfect existence'' 
 
 A plump white haired man appears on the screen. The camera pans out and there is a group of people so numerous that counting them all would be useless. They are all sitting Indian style staring at their leader with numb expressions. Alex is confused as to how this old man has survived for centuries. 
 
 The shrill voice fills the room again `` through discipline and open mindedness, President All has brought our country to a level of cohesion that, centuries ago, would have been unimaginable.'' 
 
 None of this sat well with Alex. He knew there was something off with all of this. He just could n't put his finger on it. He looks down and realizes he ca n't put his finger on anything because he is strapped into his chair. He struggles to break free. 
 
 Psssssh. A different voice begins to fill the room. This time it is deep and visceral, yet peaceful. `` Do not struggle. This is the first step towards enlightenment.'' 
 
 This only causes Alex to struggle more. The voice repeats what it just said this time in a calmer almost seducing tone. As Alex tries to wiggle his way free he hears what sounds like a ball being deflated. He looks up and sees a could of gas travel down his way. The voice comes back `` do not worry. This gas will not kill you. When you wake up you will be in our second phase of enlightenment. We will begin to prep that now'' 
 
 Alex can feel his conscious escape him. A table is wheeled in by to men wearing what looked hazmat suits. On table are sharpe, shiny tools. As Alex begins to drift off into dreamland he can faintly hear the deep voice fill the room again. `` President All needs to speak to you Alex. You are different.'' 

