Xenia was a researcher by trade, a botanist by heart. She was enthralled when she was brought in to help create various environments, complete with plant life and other details. Her artistic mind spearheaded the project and it lovingly grew from her own ideas. From the original budget, contributions, and volunteer work, twenty-six environments were developed. The use of the alphabet had helped gain additional sponsors, funding, and specialized volunteers. People who would lend their expertise in their field just to be involved in creating their dream environment. She had archaeologists, all types of historians, scientists, bio-engineers, and assorted other expert volunteers.
The hardest task had been finding a voice for the computer and convincing the staff that because the test subjects would be required to be nude, that the environmental specialists should be of the opposing gender. They had finally caved and her vision was ready for the first test. The participants were paid well for their time as she had brought the project in under budget and had donations pouring in from those that wanted to be involved with the project. After taking out salary for herself and her team she still had over $3,000 left over, she hoped that the $100 enticement would help draw people in.
She ran through the protocol once more in her mind. Xenia entered the building and was guided to an empty room and told to touch the computer screen, read the instructions and agree to the conditions of the test. She touched the screen and watched the information clearly outline what was going on. She glanced down at her watch, as she needed to know an time estimate for someone to go from this room into the experimental chamber.
She filled in the required info, pretended to take her clothing off as the scanner was set for a trial run and clicked the proper button. She read that the exit door would lead her to the options room and from there she would select what environment she wanted to test. The voice intoned that her clothing would be on other side and then she would fill out a short survey about her experience. There were safeguards and she would never be in any danger.
Xenia entered the room and looked at the room she had been designing for months. She saw the wide range of doors in front of her. A soft neutral voice intoned that doors with red lettering were for female participants, blue lettering for male participants. She said out loud that they would need to add that doors with gray lettering were inactive or already in use.
She looked carefully at each door, making sure each one was correctly marked.
A Antarctic (red)
B Beach (blue)
C Cave (red)
D Dark (blue)
E England (red)
F Future (blue)
G Glade (blue)
H Hostile (red)
I Ireland (red)
J Jungle (red)
K Knossis (red)
L Lunar (blue)
M Mountain (red)
N Nature (red)
O Oasis (blue)
P Plain (blue)
Q Quiet (blue)
R Ruins (blue)
S Sensual (blue)
T Temple (red)
U Underground (blue)
V Vineyard (red)
W Wilderness (red)
X Xanadu (blue)
Y Yesteryear (blue)
Z Zen Garden (red)
The touch part helped to make sure half were male and half were female, she had to twist a few arms into participating as observers. In fact she had to take the observer role, she wondered about contamination, but she loved her environment and was looking forward to seeing X Xanadu being used. She touched the door and the neutral voice said, “Unable to comply, this door is for male participants. Please choose a door with red lettering.” She smiled, glad that someone had been thinking ahead. She touching Z Zen Garden and heard the voice chime, "Environment selected, enjoy your experience."
She watched the door open and listened as the intercom connected her to the others and they began conversing. She walked through the empty room as they talked. Xenia was surprised at how smoothly things went as she reached the unmarked exit door. She also commented on how they letters should be made gray until the environment was ready for testing. A few kinks had to be worked out, the computer programmers said they could have it done by tomorrow.
She listened to the debriefing, "Thank you for participating. Your physical responses have been recorded. When you feel ready press the next button and fill out the survey." She pretended to get dressed and checked out the survey. She tapped the next button, and was glad for the silence. It had been her suggestion that the experience would be intense and that the survey should be silent.
'Did you enjoy the experience?' There was a scale going from 'Disgusting' to 'I want to do it again.' She tapped a response and waited for the next question. 'Would you recommend the experiment to others?' The choices were yes, no, and maybe. She felt there was something lacking in the answer options and told them to add an open ended question about what they liked most about the experience, and to include a keyboard so that they could type their response.
The next day the quirks had been worked out and she was eagerly awaiting the first subject to arrive. She knew it was a male as 12/13 of the male test subject environments were ready. She took a quick glance at the form he had filled out, as he may select her environment.
Xander had been surprised when he had been called and told to come in for the experiment today. He took the afternoon off and arrived shortly after one, excited and ready to go. When he arrived, he was guided to an empty room and told to touch the computer screen, read the instructions and agree to conditions of the test.
He felt nervous as he looked at the screen and touched it. It lit up and after asking for his personal identification number and gender, it scrolled along with a description that he was going to be testing the effect of a specific climate on his body. This he had known coming in, he knew there had to be more to it, otherwise why would they be paying $100? He clicked the understand button and it went on to inform him that he would have a choice of the environment, but that for testing purposes he would have to be unclothed. Two buttons showed up, one read 'Click here when you have removed your clothing', and the other one said, 'I no longer wish to be part of this experiment.' It clicked in his head why they were paying him. He debated the options; he wasn’t sure what he was really getting into now. The experiment had some serious backing; they were definitely above the board. He unbuttoned his shirt, thankful that his time in the gym had given him a body to be proud of, he turned as he undressed and noticed no obvious cameras. Then again technology could probably make any monitoring devices invisible.
He was not sure what it was but he felt awkward about being naked even as he clicked the agree button.
He read that the exit door would lead him to the options room and from there he would select what environment to test. His clothing would be on other side and then he would fill out a short survey about his experience. There were safeguards and he would never be in any danger.