[ WP ] In a dystopian future where people are separated based on the Six Flavours , you are the first true Alltongue .

A cold, steel table stood in the middle of the windowless room. Two matching chairs were affixed to the floor, faced each other on opposite sides of the table. One Shane was sitting on, the other's occupant had left the room tens of minutes ago. 
 
 Shane had tried to open the door long ago but found it to be locked. He had paced the room until he was bored and returned to his seat. Unconsciously, he brought his hands down on the table in a rhythm of his own making. He noticed what he was doing and quit, everyone found it offensive. Shane did not want to be disciplined on his 14th name day. 
 
 Everyone on their 14th name day receives the Taste Test which determines what class of citizen they are. A clamp is placed on the tongue and little pads are placed around the head. Someone controls a computer as it goes through a cycle of tests, the analyzed results known as the Six Flavours. 
 
 Shane was confident he could become a 4th class citizen, some of whom become royal musicians and play at all the large ceremonies. Most people become 6th class and work the fields. 1st class citizens are the ones who held society together. In order to perform their duties, the 1st class are above the law. 
 
 A quiet buzz emanating from the other side of the door announced the release of the electronic lock. The test administrator who wore an immaculate white lab coat entered the room. Her sunken, blue eyes expressionless as she returned to her seat. She was followed by a man wearing the uniform of the 1st class citizenry. 
 
 His face held no wrinkle but still appeared aged to Shane's eye. His white skin looked off colour, almost as if it had been dyed. He wore a smile that never reached his eyes. Eyes that had been fixed to Shane since entering the room. 
 
 `` Greetings Shane, my name is Alexander McNaught and you have surprised us all with the results of your test,'' he said. He then clapped his hand onto Shane's shoulder, fingers tapping twice before lifting. 
 
 Shane was shocked, no one is allowed to make contact with a 1st class citizen. His first instinct was to drop to the floor and beg forgiveness, but his curiosity took hold and he asked, `` What are the results of my test?'' 
 
 Alexander laughed, looked to the administrator and said, `` you were right Elizabeth, this one is an unusual case. You will be rewarded for bringing this to our attention.'' 
 
 Though Alexander remained smiling, chills ran down Shane's spine as he tried to understand. `` I know it is unusual for a First Class such as yourself to be here,'' he said, `` you would only be here if my results were important.'' 
 
 The smile left Alexander's face and he said, `` yes actually you have become one of us now. The test results prove that you are First Class material.'' 
 
 A wave of excitement passed through Shane as he processed that revelation. He never dreamed he could become 1st class, and now a world of possibilities opened before him. As Alexander continued to stare, his panic returned. `` There is more that your not telling me, I noticed the door lock behind you. Why are you keeping me in here?'' He asked. 
 
 Alexander glanced to the door and back to Shane, eyes narrowed. `` Well, you are perceptive. I will give you that,'' he said, `` You have passed all the tests. An `` alltongue'' if you will. You are every class of citizen.'' 
 
 Cringing under Alexander's glare Shane asked, `` what happens now?'' 
 
 Alexander jumped behind Shane, restrained him, placed his arm out onto the table. `` You are an anomaly that could potentially damage the system we put in place. What if one of the lower classes was to learn a First Class citizen was also one of their own. How could we maintain order with one like you around,'' he said, `` Elizabeth it is time.'' 
 
 Shane tried to escape as Elizabeth pulled a syringe out of a case from her pocket. She filled it with a substance from a glass bottle, tapping it as she pushed the plunger to remove the air. Alexander held Shane's arm steady as she found the spot she wanted. 
 
 Shane's vision dimmed as the drugs flowed through his veins. He could hear Elizabeth's voice but had a hard time understanding. `` Three... Two... One...''
