Dear Diary 12/05/2068
These past couple of weeks at Gattaca have been pretty intense with the Murder of the director and the FBI searching the place and testing all employees for some kind of result. They found an eyelash in the south wing which gave them a suspect by the name of Vincent Freeman, whom is an in-valid, they say he used to be a cleaner and disappeared a while ago and no one has seen or heard of him since. Due to the death of the director the new director has asked me to assist the investigators and inform the authorities that we’ll kindly co-operate in anyway although we can’t tolerate any major disruption, even though I was concerned about the investigation and how it was putting me behind my work and out of my place he assured me that I will still have my spot after it clears up.
Today at Gattaca I went up to the top to watch the launch again like I usually do looking up at the sky made me feel unfortunate, knowing I wouldn’t be able to go up there myself and knowing that the only trip I would be able to take in space is around the sun on the satellite due to what they call unacceptable likelihood of heart failure even though I was genetically engineered there were flaws. I wonder what it would be like if I didn’t have heart failure and my genetically engineering was successful, I would have been able to a lot more and I guess Working at Gattaca would be different too. Today was different though as I was walking Jerome came up behind me letting me know he was there by saying “I see I’m not the only one who looks up every time there’s a launch” we started talking about the director and how he had tried to cancel his flight a couple of times. I told Jerome that I had him sequenced and read his file I also told him about me having a likelihood of heart failure considering he thought I