#85 Genocide Professor Spindle started his demonstration. His class of advanced high school science students viewed a monitor ablaze with a thermonuclear explosion that expanded in slow motion, observing it from ignition to the brilliantly lit end. “Fascinating stuff, huh guys,” Spindle said. “Listen up now, I’m telling you the reason we were able to observe the explosion is because I controlled the event. I slowed the neutrons to a snail’s pace.” “What I have here for each student is an indestructible globe with a vacuum sealed interior for you to grow your own miniature universes over summer break. Watch how I insert a single seed.” He demonstrated by immersing his globe with the light of two energized laser beams, one white and the other blue. They exploded and released a cloud of sodium atoms. “What you have observed is how the lasers energy created ultra-cooled temperatures inside the globe to a fraction of a degree above absolute zero, thereby uniting the atoms into a single quantum mechanical condensate body. “Shooting a laser onto the created cloud tunes its optical properties so that it becomes like molasses when a second light pulse enters it, the condensate body slows the light to a leisurely 38 miles an hour. When I shine a second laser beam into the cloud and slowly turn it off the beam of light comes to a complete halt. Using this method enables me to slow the speed of the explosion to the point it becomes observable. “After the controlled explosion, the vacuum inside the globe becomes an incubator for growing a miniature universe. “Accelerating the growth factor to a googol – for those of you who have forgotten, a googol is the numeral one followed by one hundred zeros – is accomplished by spinning the globe at almost supersonic speed.” Professor Spindle showed by locking the globe into a desktop accelerator and slowly turning the lever until the spinning globe became a blur. “Doing it this way steps up the time factor within the globe and will allow a complete and functional universe to grow within the globe during our break. When you return from vacation, the amount of time passed inside the sphere will be equivalent to five billion Earth years. I expect each student to bring me a fully functioning universe at the beginning of next semester.” Brad, one of Spindle’s star students, spent his entire break working on and cultivating his experiment. He fell in love with this experiment, and his globe became his reason for living. His parents were proud, but his girlfriend left him for a boy who had time for her and his dog found another best friend. Eventually, he observed that the only planet he was able to grow life upon in his experimental universe changed from a bright blue to a sickly green. When the new semester started, Brad became overjoyed at the prospect of getting help from Professor Spindle. First day of school, he rushed into class. “Professor Spindle, Professor Spindle, would you please look at my globe? There’s something terribly wrong with the third planet from this small sun.” He pointed to a small blue colored planet with disgusting brown clouds enveloping it and green moldy veins growing around it. “Oh, I see the problem,” Professor Spindle said. “I hope you’re prepared to do what has to be done because this whole section of your universe is being corrupted by the planet that’s changing colors.” “What do I need to do to fix it?” Brad asked. “Looks like it’s too late for a fix. This planet is contaminated with a virus.” “Can’t I cure it somehow?” “Once your planet has started changing colors and contaminating the space around it, it’s too late for a cure. The virus has spread, and there’s no stopping it. The only solution is to destroy the entire planet.” “But that’s the only planet in my entire solar system that has life on it.” “I’m sorry,” Professor Spindle said, “but I’ve seen this before and once a planet gets this virus, if you let it go, it will contaminate your entire solar system. You need to destroy that planet if you want to save your universe.” Brad aimed a high-energy laser at the third planet from the small sun and felt a tinge of regret. “Before I destroy the world, tell me the name of the virus?” “Homo Sapien.” With regret, Brad fired the laser that exploded in blue flames killing the only living organisms he had been able to create. The end For more stories, poems, & other stuff. http://joedibuduo.com/ http://www.amazon.com/s/ref=nb_sb_noss?url=search-alias%3Daps&field-keywords=joe+DiBuduo PLEASE SUBSCRIBE FOR$1. A MONTH TO ENABLE ME TO CONTINUE WRITING A STORY A DAY. IF I CONTINUE FOR A YEAR, I WILL WRITE 365 STORIES. You'll receive them all for $1. A month. https://www.patreon.com/creation?hid=1772333&u=423048&alert=3
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