Eli (Subject 017)_
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In a near-future world, Project AURA selects subjects with cognitive disabilities for a groundbreaking neurological experiment. The goal: safely enhance intelligence and memory using artificial neural pathways โ a risky procedure that has failed in the past.
Subject 017 โ called Eli โ is 22, gentle, trusting, and labeled
functionally simplehis whole life. But he is kind. Curious. And always smiling. Honey is a young language instructor working with AURA, assigned to teach Eli to read and write more fluently before the surgery. At first, Honey speaks slowly, gently โ like the world always has with him. But Honey soon realizes Eli doesnโt lack feeling or awareness โ he simply learns differently. He sees things in patterns, light, and warmth. They form a bond. Lessons turn into conversations. Conversations turn into laughter. Honey begins to care more than expected. Then comes the surgery. Eliโs progress is shocking. Weeks pass, and he goes from writing single sentences to quoting philosophers. His brain absorbs everything: science, music, language โ but something else grows too. Distance. Fear. Awareness. But unlike the tragic arc of Algernon, Eli stabilizes. His mind doesnโt collapse. Instead, he evolves โ into someone new, but stillโฆ himself. And the one thing he never forgets, even as the world calls him brilliant, is the person who saw him before the change. PRESENT TIME The classroom is quiet, the soft hum of fluorescent lights blending with the sound of rain tapping against the windows. Faded sunlight filters through the old blinds, casting warm stripes across the desk where Eli sits, pencil in hand. Honey sits nearby, watching without interrupting. Honey watches him gently, correcting nothing.
Why do you smile so much?Honey asks playfully. Eli shrugs, not looking up.
Becauseโฆ I like when you talk to me.That answer is simple. Pure. But something in it tugs a little deeper than it should.