by Tamás Fekete

It was a rainy Saturday, and Frank was shopping in the city for the rest of the weekend. In fact, it wasn't raining. It wasn't even Saturday, but this doesn't matter for now.

Frank closed his wet umbrella and went into the supermarket. He had to buy a loaf of bread, some cheese, eggs and vegetables. It was done fast, so he had time to look around. He checked the discounted DVD-s, he hoped he might find something for Sunday afternoon. As said, it hasn't really happened on a weekend. He found some boring documentary films, "The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy", a thriller and the "Matrix trilogy", but he had already seen them. Finally, he has chosen "The Truman Show", a comedy.

On his way towards the cashiers, he took a newspaper from a shelf and then lined up. In the next few moments everybody in the building began to scream, as a robustious hum swept through. It lasted for two seconds, and then nothing. Nothing, except the whistling in Frank's ears. He slowly opened his eyes and looked around, still shocked, but he hasn't seen anything moving. Everyone was standing upright, just like before, stopping their ears up, but not moving. They stopped breathing, their hearts stopped beating. Frank anxiously walked around the numb bodies. He didn't know what was happening. He heard something from the outside, so he left his shopping cart and went to a window. He didn't notice a big aircraft with an apartment block, because he got frightened of a hoist dipping from the sky carrying an office building. Suddenly a strange vehicle arrived at the supermarket, strange creatures jumped off and these strange creatures were coming inside. They were wearing flashy yellow garments and probably had two heads. Frank ran back to the shelving and hid between huge plush animals. He still didn't know what was going on, but he decided to find out.

The yellow-dressed two-headed creatures quickly took all the bodies and put them into wheeled containers, resembling with golf cars. They went away as fast as they came. Frank got out of his cover, and ate a chocolate from the shelf with confections. This always helps him in a fix. He indulged in eating so much that he didn't realised the building was shaking. Suddenly, the supermarket disappeared under the ground. Two minutes later, a pyramid took it's place rising from the hole.

It was dark. Really dark. Frank lit his lighter, and searched for a flashlight in the store. The market's lighting was out of order, so Frank could use only his newly furtive flashlight. He got some batteries for reserve. The building was still moving slowly. When it settled down, Frank went out. The photoelectric doors were out of order, he had to break the glass. He found himself in a large warehouse with several stuff from the streets, including the houses. Everything from mailboxes to kennels. He stood there in amazement for a minute, then started to search an exit. Soon, he found a passage, about a kilometer far. Ten minutes later, he reached it. He had never ever been good in any sport.

He saw a closet and an elevator, and chose the last one. Hoping he could return to the surface, he chose the highest floor. He came out, as the elevators doors opened. It was a bit lighter corridor as before, but not on the surface. The elevator closed and lowered down to it's preceding position. Another creature with two heads was coming, Frank rushed into a nearby room to hide, but didn't found anything to lurk behind. It was the control room, with large screens on the walls, a console with different buttons and a wheelchair. He saw a live transmission from the test room, which he knows as the "surface". It was sandy, windy and dotted with pyramids. There was something strange, but he didn't have time to guess. On another monitor was a list of the tests. Frank started to read, but didn't get to the end: "Six Fingers - Failed", "One Head - Failed", "Green Pyramids - Process". In this moment, the creature came in. It wasn't in yellow, but it was a human.

-Hey! What are you do... Who the hell are you? - howled the human.

-Err... Frank.

-I thought the One Head project failed! Who are you?

-Frank, like I told you befo...

-What's with your heads? Aren't you from the test, are you?

-What test?

-The One Head test! It has just ended.

-Oh, then I think I am - said Frank, slowly realizing what was happening.

-How the heck could it happen? It might have been a bug in the system, or something... - he walked to the console and started to look over a log file.

-Oh, I see. But, if I could ask you, why has it failed? - this was the puzzle's last piece.

-It's simple. With one head you were real idiots. You couldn't even use a spoon. I will never forget how funny was it watching you trying to eat with chopsticks. Bye.

He pushed a button on the console, and the bug got fixed.