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Humanity has lived in ignorance for eons. It was not meant that man should test the bounds, yet he did constantly. Decades of pressure from unanswered questions pushed the first to band together and seek out alternative answers for questions.
It all seemed so relative to them. Each action posed some form of response and that was that nothing beyond... no ghosts no wonderment just a blank space void of any meaning. To them humanity just lived with no drive towards anything or from anything. Questions evolved to challenges, what could be done with this? What limits did they know? None.
Ignorance was slowly chipped away at and became less and less to those who sought the knowledge of the unknown depths that humanity had shunned.
Time was one of the last few things that the human race hadn't yet fully unlocked. It was still an enigma and those who had the drive sought out to see how they could twist it to their own desires. They pressed to hard though their desire for knowledge became a corruption and soon a plague. Time travel was their main goal and yet their only gain was wealth from their own arrogance. They tampered with the very fabric of time... Their own boastfulness made the men blind as the continued forward.
The machine they made was the wonder of the world! News broadcasts on it held the men and their machine in the highest regard. If only they knew the darkness that was welling up. On the machines grand debut record crowds filled in the stadium where the machine had been moved to by its brimming creators.
The skies over head had darkened ominously almost as if the world itself wanted to stop the proceedings. The air itself was crisp and dry; fall had set in firmly in the middle of October. In amongst the roaring crowd a few watchers stirred uneasily as the machine whirred to life with a bone chilling shrill cry.
Sparks flew about the machine in a splendid display of mankind’s great creation. Arks danced around the machine as the last few gave their speeches. It would prove to be their final words in the world they had known. The whole group of stepped into the machine which swallowed them whole providing just enough space for a small bit of comfort. A timer counted down rather mockingly.
5... 4... 3... 2... 1.
With the last digit fading away a ground shaking boom resounded through the stadium drowning out the shrieks of those unprepared for the jolt. The whole stadium stood in stunned silence and all focus was on the machine now void of the bodies that had been standing only a few moments earlier within it. Intense minutes passed slowly the silence gave way to a rumbling murmur as lips found their use again. Everyone wondered what had happened to the group... the answer came all to soon.
Silence fell upon the whole as the machine once again arked and spat out sparks. Thick mist poured from within the machine even before the machine's door had opened. As the door slowly eeked open screams sounded from those closest. Horrible screams that soon were silenced for the most part before panic spread. What had come though weren’t the men it was worse. The fog masked the majority of the creature but glimpses of glimmering metal whipped about wildly silencing screams and producing gurgling sounds as time went on.
What had come out was a metal nightmare from a time that should have been left to itself. It was angry and rightfully so no creature should another’s feeding time...
© Stephen Brown 2011
