Scene: The Apollo Healing Program
The hangar was silent except for the low hum of advanced machines. White lights reflected off polished metal floors, and the emblem of the United States Space Force glowed on the far wall.
In the center of the room stood something that looked halfway between a hospital bed and a spacecraft capsule.
Joe crossed his arms proudly.
“Welcome to the Apollo Healing Program,” he said.
Nelly Furtado stepped closer, studying the sleek pod. Blue light pulsed softly inside the transparent lid.
“Joe… this is the famous med bed?” she asked. “The one you keep talking about?”
Joe nodded like a tour guide at NASA.
“Top of the pyramid technology,” he said. “Regenerative nanotherapy, cellular reset, full-body scan, spinal alignment. The works.”
Nelly laughed nervously.
“You make it sound like a car wash for humans.”
“Better,” Joe replied. “Think of it as a second chance machine.”
Two Space Force technicians walked by in quiet uniforms, monitoring holographic screens.
Joe tapped the side of the pod. The lid lifted with a soft whoosh.
A warm golden light filled the chamber.
“Go on,” Joe said gently. “Lie down.”
Nelly hesitated.
“You’re sure this thing won’t turn me into an alien?” she joked.
Joe grinned.
“If it did, you’d probably write a platinum album about it.”
She climbed inside the bed, settling into the glowing surface. The material adjusted instantly to her body like liquid memory foam.
“Whoa,” she said. “It feels like gravity disappeared.”
Joe leaned over the side.
“That’s the Apollo healing field,” he explained. “It scans every cell in your body.”
The lid slowly lowered but remained transparent.
Soft blue lines began to move across the chamber like constellations.
A holographic display appeared above Joe’s head.
BIOLOGICAL SCAN INITIATED
Nelly looked up at him through the glass.
“So what happens now?”
Joe smiled.
“Now the system fixes everything the world did to you.”
The machine hummed softly.
Streams of light flowed around her like galaxies.
“Muscle repair,” Joe continued. “Joint regeneration. Cellular cleanup. Stress removal.”
Nelly closed her eyes, breathing slowly.
“Feels like floating in space,” she whispered.
Joe looked up at the Space Force emblem on the wall.
“That’s the idea.”
The display flickered.
APOLLO HEALING PROGRAM ACTIVE
Nelly opened one eye.
“So when I get out…” she asked.
Joe shrugged with a proud grin.
“You’ll feel like the first day of the rest of your life.”
She laughed softly inside the glowing chamber.
“Girl power,” she said.
Joe nodded toward the machine.
“Space age girl power.” 🚀