Beast in the Machine: Retellings
By E.B. Dawson
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There are only two reasons people move to Ilford: to study at the renowned scientific research center, or to get away from the world. Dr. Richter intends to further his research. But his daughter Isabelle soon finds there is a strange enmity between the scientists and the villagers, and it has something to do with the reclusive man who hired her, Dr. Sebastian Prince.
E.B. Dawson
E.B. Dawson was born out of time. Raised in the remote regions of a developing nation, traveling to America was as good as traveling thirty years into the future. So, it’s really no wonder that she writes science fiction and fantasy. Her stories acknowledge darkness, but empower and encourage people to keep on fighting, no matter how difficult their circumstances may be. And as an avid philosopher, she infuses her work with Socratic questions. When not writing, she tries to make a difference in the world by showing love and compassion to those most broken.
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Beast in the Machine - E.B. Dawson
IT WAS A QUIET VILLAGE. Isabelle knew it would be. There were only two reasons people moved to Ilford: to get away from society or to work at the world’s second-best scientific research center. In Ilford, it wasn’t difficult to differentiate between the two. The scientists were middle-aged men with disheveled clothes who barely saw the light of day. The locals were the ones gossiping about them in the open-air cafes. Now they peered curiously at Isabelle and her father as the pair drove by in their sedan. Isabelle stared back openly, fascinated by the open-air buildings that breathed in the fresh ocean air.
The villagers themselves had seen their share of ocean winds and salty storms. The young ones were strong with bright eyes, agile hands, and brown skin. The older ones looked like withered old trees. Though their eyes squinted at her and their mouths turned down in suspicious frowns, Isabelle smiled.
What a quaint little place,
she said to her father as they began unloading boxes into the house.
I’m glad you like it, dear. I’ve heard the locals aren’t so welcoming to outsiders.
But did you see the tide pools under that sunset, Papà? I don’t think I could ever be unhappy with a view like that; I don’t care how nasty our neighbors are. And surely they can’t be that bad.
"Well, if you can’t win them over, love, I’ll write them off as not worth knowing." Her father kissed her on the cheek, scratching her with his whiskers, then reached for his hat.
Are you going somewhere?
To the lab.
But we just arrived,
Isabelle protested.
Dr. Glass said I was to come over as soon as I arrived.
Well, that seems like a bad precedent, doesn’t it?
Now, now,
her father chastised her gently, I know that brain of yours. If you could postpone your final analysis of my new boss until you actually meet the man, I’d be much obliged.
I will try to keep an open mind,
Isabelle said, but I cannot promise to keep my mouth shut.
Fair enough. Don’t do all the unpacking without me.
I certainly will,
Isabelle replied. You always put everything in the wrong place.
I do, don’t I? Very well then. But don’t work too hard. And don’t—
Unpack your office? I wouldn’t dream of it. You can make your little mess all yourself.
I’ll be back in an hour or two,
he promised.
She locked the door securely behind him and turned to survey the night’s work. She had learned the hard way that with him one to two hours really meant three to four. She may not like it, but there was no fighting it. The best she could do was make the house as comfortable as possible by the time he got back.
It was a small, rather crooked little cottage with a spiral staircase in the center, giving the impression that the small dwelling twisted around itself like a great oak. This was a great relief to Isabelle, who had feared the Institute would set them up in some pre-fabricated box. But she could befriend this house. She just had to earn its trust first. She’d start by giving it a little fresh air. The house must be suffocating; it smelled staler than an old sock. She wove her way through the boxes, wrestled with the latches, and pushed open both the panes and the forest-green shutters.
Crisp, salty air eddied into the room like the first fingers of high tide on a thirsty shore. It carried with it the unmistakable scent of coming rain. Isabelle took a deep breath, tied her hair back in a bandana, and set to work unpacking the kitchen.
A light rain descended on the cottage just as evening fell. Having finished the kitchen, Isabelle moved on to the living room with renewed purpose. The steady rain on the roof kept her company. When she finished, it was nearly ten o’clock and high time to get tea and dinner ready for her father.
But she took a moment to place a gilded picture frame on the mantle. The beautiful woman