Science never understands the most important thing: when to stop |
| No, please, don't go in there. It is not finished, and it will... please... He mewled and pleaded and tried to hold them back We're under orders. They pushed him back away from them. I'm begging you, for your own sake, it is not safe anymore. Then why can you come in and out? That is why I am out here. For I can no longer go in and out, either. It is not safe any longer! For anyone... His face showed genuine fear, but they were skeptical. Then why are you still spending State money? Are you buying a yacht or a house in the country? We are on orders to know where the money is going! It is going to containment. We have woken demons we should have not have even contemplated. And now we must keep them behind these doors, and continue to strengthen these doors. He looked at the great doors to the rounded room. Is there no way to see inside? The windows have been... covered from the inside. Why have you covered them? They were becoming angry and impatient. I have not covered them. They have been obscured by the force in the center of the room. We must enter. We must see and confirm. We are under orders. Then I will wait outside! I will not— He was whining, but he could not help it. He was afraid. You will remain here! We will have no trickery or subterfuge! You scientists are too smart for everyone's good! Half sorcerers! Please... We will enter at once. They pushed past him rudely and entered the airlock. The only sound louder than their screams was the inhuman growling from within the chamber. He made a mental note that note doors would have to be reinforced again. NOTES: ▶︎ |
© Copyright 2026 Jeffrey Meyer (centurymeyer35 at Writing.Com).
All rights reserved.
Writing.Com, its affiliates and syndicates have been granted non-exclusive rights to display this work.
