Brave New World Gap Filler Story - Mustapha Mond

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The sun was setting on another blissful day in London. Mustapha Mond stood solemnly beside The Savage's bed in the Hospital for Dying. As John had died in such an inconvenient and unexpected fashion, there was no provision for how to deal with his body. Mond had hesitantly suggested that they should treat it similarly to one of their own bodies: cremate it and harvest the chemicals to serve society. However, his fordship had pointed out that The Savage would not have the same contents as that of someone who had been decanted, nor any of the ageing supplements which ordinary people possessed. He had stepped in and claimed John's belongings for 'inspection'. In actual fact, however, Mond had left all but John's copy of The Complete Works Of Shakespeare in the parlour of the crematorium. This he stored in his vault, safely among private his collection of 'unsavoury', old books. A vault which many would say was a disgrace. Mond thought to himself. So full of old things! After all, wasn't ending better than mending? Mond chuckled to himself. It seemed he was destined to hear these thoughts every time he opened his vault. Still, it was good, a reliable reminder that no matter how powerful he might think he was, in the end he was still enslaved by the hypnopaedic proverbs which dwelled in his subconscious. If a reformed dissident like himself was still effected by his conditioning, what possibility could there be that their society could ever be broken by people going against their conditioning? Stability. Stability was the key and they had achieved it. It was a comforting thought and Mond's face softened to a gentle smile. "But I don't want comfort. I want God, I want poetry, I want real danger, I want freedom, I want goodness. I want sin." His reverie was broken as he recalled his conversation with John Savage. Mond closed his vault and sat at his desk,

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