a reply to: tinymind
As he said this, he was almost in tears with delight.
"I knew I was an exceptionally brilliant scientist and engineer, but I never really knew just how special I am. I have created life on a computer
chip. They are truly alive and I have made them." He was so full of himself, he could hardly contain the thoughts of his accomplishment.
"Now, all I need to do is get them back into the lab, and I can really expand my plans. All I need do is get them back and everything will be back as
it should be, for a scientist and leader such as me. I will be the ruler of the world after all!!"
While giving himself all the praise he so rightly deserved, he was pushing one hand farther and further down the air duct, reaching for the tiny
creatures hiding there. To the chips, themselves, there was set of the most awful appearing things imaginable moving along the length of their hiding
place in their direction. Wiggling and grasping at them, they were beginning to block out the beam shining from the flashlight.
"Uh, fellows," said one. "I think it's time we tried to find a way out from here. That thing coming this way is getting a little too close for me and
I don't think it has any good intentions."
"Yea, I see what you mean," said another. "Is it just me or do you feel a little different when that thing covers up that bright spot out there? It's
like I can't move or think real well when I can't see it."
"Yea, now that you say so," replied the first. "It's like I need to stay so I can see that bright spot to operate. I'll have to look into this a bit
more later, but right now we need to go down a little more. Those things are getting closer and closer."
By now the other chips had moved far enough down the duct until they were standing in the light which came in from another room. As they looked back,
they could see the large hand and fingers moving down the duct after the first two and knew they had to do something to help them. As they watched,
they continued to make all the pops and squeals along with the tapping sounds of their feet on the metal surface of the duct. Since they had not yet
touched one another, they could not speak but knew they needed to do something to help the others of their kind.
The third one, which had been touched, knew the only way he would get the others to understand what to do was to make contact with them. So, running
as fast toward the as he could, he piled headlong into one as it jumped up and made noises.
"What the hay!" it shouted."It seems somebody is going the wrong way, if he really wanted to help that little guy."
"That's my plan," said the third."I just don't think I can do much by myself. We all need to get into this if we are going to get away from those
"Well, what do you propose we do now? There are two of us and a bunch of them, and our friends up there don't look like they will be of much help.
They look like they are just standing still."
"Yea, I was seeing that," said the third. "It looks like every time that thing covers up that bright spot, they slow down or stop. I don't know what
that means, but I don't think it is a good thing. We have got to find a way to get those things out of the way so we can get them down here with
"Maybe you should run down there and hit it like you did me. That still hurts." the fourth one complained.
"You may be on to something. I don't guess it would hurt to try and reason with it just once. It has seemed to make a difference in our understanding
one another," said the third.
"What do you mean by that!" exclaimed the fourth. "I knew exactly everything that was going on before you hit me, and while I'm at it let me tell you,
don't ever do that again!"
"Yes, you knew everything but all we heard come out of you was a bunch of screaming jibberish," explained the third. "I think it takes our making
contacts for us to talk to each other. If we can do the same with those things maybe we can get them to go away and leave us alone."
"O K, I'm game! Look they are almost on to those guys." said fourth."If we are going to do anything, we need to do it now or there won't be no one to
save by the time we get there."
The two little creatures began to run with all their might toward the big wiggling things which were about to grab hold of the others. Then with a
great burst of energy, they threw themselves into the middle of them.
ZIP!! ZIP!! ZIP!! ZIP!!
Tiny, but powerful, sparks shot out from their tiny feet as they made contact with the huge things they had jumped onto.
"YEOW!!!" screamed Dr. Moroon in pain. "I think those little beggars just attacked me."
He withdrew his arm from the duct to look at his hand. There on one of his fingers were some tiny burn marks and the scratches left by the feet of the
"Well, now we know," said the third.
"Know what?" ask fourth.
"We know not everyone wants to talk things over before they go away." third replied. “At least we got a chance to get these guys on down and away
from whatever that was"