“You will become the Assistant Chief of Security Department of Makumba.,” said Clive. “We’ll give you a welcome ceremony tomorrow.”
“I cannot do that. I’m only 16…” Whoops! I’m supposed to not remember anything. “I know nothing about this planet!”
“Oh yes, you can. I will show you. I am the Chief of Security Department. Relax in the other room and wait for the next instruction.” He left the room.
He ignored that I remembered how old I am! Why?
…I thought about the ridiculous job offer from Clive. On second thought, it was better than hostility. Perhaps I might be able to use the high post for my plan to go back to Earth. Home! Earth! I remembered a lot more as the moment passed. After all, the memory-erasing machine didn’t work on me, or so I thought.
(–from THE SPACE HERMITS)