Senso Design by Ken Bushnell Chapter 1 The Product It was a perfect day for Myla and her daughter to go to the mall for a mother daughter bonding shopping experience. They were walking down the main lobby way trying to decide where their first shopping and buying experience would be for the day. "Don't say it wrong, say it write, it's Isleeees," the jingle played softly as they paused by the malls anchor department store, Isle's Department Store. All of a sudden there was a crashing noise; 'Kaboom! An explosion. Glass flew, walls crumbled, people screamed, panic everywhere. A drone gog flew overhead and landed in front of Myla and her daughter. It hissed as it morphed into a Grantulon, a large green lizard like creature, ready to tear apart any human it encountered. Lazer snipes fired around them holding the Grantulon back from its attack, momentarily. More breaking glass, gun fire and an explosion. "Quick. In here." A magnificent looking man, three hundred pounds if an ounce, dressed in torn fatiques, dirt grime and sweat, with ammo belts across his muscled chest, jumped into view and then dived into a roll to a standing position between Myla, her daughter and the Grantulon. He shifted his lazer rifle to his other hand as he pushed the door open for them to enter. "You'll be safe in here," he said pointing to the store. Bored, Myla steps inside. The man and the monster dissipated into digital nothingness as calm and soft music took over their surroundings. The scene fades to another part of the Isle's department store. Bob is glancing at the new Senso Image Tool Kits (SITK). With a SITK anything you can imagine will be automatically sculpted and placed conveniently before you, for your assembly, or the SITK can assemble it for you. Bob's wife is in another part of the store when he hears a soft, sexy, breathless female voice call his name; "Bob." A stunningly beautiful, scantily clad, voluptuous woman looks at Bob and bats here eyes. Breasts heaving behind a tight t-shirt; "Bob", she whispers seductively. "Can I show you something?". She gestures towards the deluxe SITK. "Huh? Me?" Bob was day dreaming. The women caught him off guard. He steps towards her. "Robert." A bleating sound is heard from Bob's front shirt pocket. He pulls out his Slim. His wife's head appears, 3-D, between him and the woman. "Robert, can you come here and look at this? Will this fit in our bedroom?" Bob does another double take as the digital woman fades away into nothingness. "Uh, okay. Be right there." Bob heads towards the furniture department. Isle's was one of the last department stores to stock physical inventory. Sure grocery stores stocked food items and other perishable goods, anything with a shelf life, but most things people preferred to assembled it at home. Some still believed, however, goods made at the factory would last longer, and department stores like Isle's filled that need. Most dwelling places were stocked with Senso Image and Imagination Tools. All you had to do was imagine it and the tool would fabricate it. Controlled items, items that needed a state approved digital signature to fabricate, were created by the Senso Image Tool with three votes from the Senso Interface Council (SIC). The Sensor Image Design company, SID, has cornered the market on holography, reproduction, imagination algorithms and manufacturing in the World economy. The company motto: "If you can't eat it, we'll make it," was blazened across every promotional outlet in World. Employees wore the motto on their uniforms. The higher ups, had a smaller motto, usually on their cuff or lapel, while people working in the lower echelons had it blazened across their backs or chests. No one was allowed into SID headquarters without the motto printed somewhere on their uniform and guests were required to don overalls with the motto blazened several times on available surface. You could instantly tell a person's position in the company by how and where the motto was printed on their uniform. end chp 1 2014