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Ao-Bura Literature Department | Visualized Redundancy: A Path to Survival That Even Anticipates Nuclear Attack
On a holiday morning, several cars quietly gathered at a small building standing in the mountainous region of the American Northwest.
This is Gray Ridge Farm, the base of the American prepper organization 'Anchor Point'.
Preppers are people who prepare to survive the collapse of society, even anticipating a nuclear attack. It is said that there are millions of them in the United States. Those who gathered here today were among the most serious of them all.
It is said that there are millions of them in the United States.
Those who gathered here today were among the most serious of them all.
The surrounding area looks like a peaceful farming village at first glance, but this building is surrounded by bulletproof walls covered in vines, and high-sensitivity sensors are spread throughout the perimeter.
A little late, the car of the new member, Arthur, a surgeon, arrived accompanied by his wife, Saeko, an internist. They were the medical team that had been long awaited.
'Hi, welcome.'
The one who greeted them with a gentle smile was the organization's leader, Samuel Miller.
He is an older man with a gentle demeanor, wearing a light jacket.
He was a former systems engineer and is now also the owner of the farms in this area.
Within the organization, he goes by the name 'Archivist',
but most people call him 'Archie' with affection.
Today was the 'regular meeting' of 'Anchor Point'.
After Arthur and his wife were introduced to the members gathered in the large dining hall,
everyone had an early lunch together.
The ones in charge are Samuel Miller's wife, Anna, and their daughter, Lucy. The leader's family uses this place as their base of operations.
Those who gathered on this day were:
Duncan, a former special forces operative, and his 13-year-old son, Daniel,
Sam, an engineer involved in maintaining systems such as solar panels, storage batteries, and home generators,
George, a mechanic responsible for maintaining well pumps, ventilation systems, and the like.
John, an agronomist and seed specialist.
Edward, a psychotherapist,
who handles stress management in closed environments, PTSD countermeasures, and acts as a mediator to resolve conflicts within the group,
Emily, a high school teacher and Edward's wife,
and their two children, a son and daughter around 10 years old.
Various experts bring their respective knowledge to examine problems and deepen their friendships through training.
After lunch, Duncan, the former special forces operative, took George the mechanic, Emily the high school teacher, and a few others to the backyard for shooting practice.
Meanwhile, the leader, Samuel Miller,
guided the Arthur couple, doctors who were visiting for the first time, into the underground.
This building extended down to the fourth basement level.
The first basement level was a massive storage area primarily for food,
the second basement level was the medical department with medical equipment and pharmaceuticals,
the third basement level was the library,
and the fourth basement level served as the living quarters for the members.
Guided in order, Arthur entered the library and let out a voice of admiration at the carefully selected collection.
"To think you have so many books!"
Saeko also could not hide her surprise, saying, "I can't believe you even have this many literary works."
The leader, the 'Archivist,' said,
"We are, in a sense, a reserve group for humanity, betting our lives on things that might be considered useless or redundant.
Everything and every mechanism here could be called visualized redundancy.
Even if none of us survive,
if others who have survived discover the books collected here,
I will be satisfied."
And around that time,
the children, along with Samuel Miller's family, Anna and Lucy, were having a great time heading to a nearby field to harvest potatoes. They were surprised by the smell of the dark soil they usually never touch and the weight of the potatoes they dug up.
At that moment, one of the boys said, "Hey, when the time comes, my grandma will come here too, right?"
Anna struggled to find an immediate answer.
The answer had already been decided.
However, she could not bring herself to say it now.
The End
The main text is by Hana Morino
Research for materials and such was handled by Gemini.
For the title image, I borrowed an image by Akira Yamane,
imagining the protagonist Samuel Miller's mischievous daughter, Lucy.
I apologize for the overlap with the prompt article.
She is just so charming. She's my type (^^)
Finally,
What is redundancy?
It is a design philosophy of intentionally keeping 'extra reserves' that may seem useless at first glance, so that even if a part fails or a problem occurs, the entire system does not stop.
If that is the case, then in a situation where existing social systems could disappear due to nuclear attacks or large-scale natural disasters,
couldn't a prepper group aiming for survival
be called the ultimate backup, a visualized redundancy?
Even if it was not intentionally designed by the state,
I interpreted it as a design that naturally emerged from social conditions to prevent the extinction of humanity,
and created the story above.
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