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Human Warming- A Warning |
| Written by Chris | |
| Friday, 14 December 2007 | |
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Share it:       It had been many years since they had been forced into their domes; the “good news” was the temperature had finally stabilized, at around 400 degrees Celsius, as if it could go much higher. Although this was not common knowledge, the reactors were starting to deteriorate, four hundred years of exploitation takes its toll. Although the original human planners had taken into account where to store the nuclear waste, even they had not foreseen four hundred years of captivity. So that now, the radon had begun to seep into several of the Greenhouses, as they were called. The filtration systems demanded improvement , and more trees became necessary. After four hundred years of non-use the composition of earth’s air had been leaning towards its pre-life form of mainly carbon dioxide. All that being beside the point, there were extensive problems. The Greenhouses themselves, well, who knew how many more years they could last, or how much longer their filtration systems would last. For the most part, their leaders, observing the stabilizing temperature, were attempting to solicit the temperature into the “livable” zone. The leaders were rather laughable. They were struggling to man-handle the earth back to its previous state, something they had never seen or smelled or tasted or felt or touched. Naturally there were pictures, there were maps, and there was data, multitudes of data. How could these less than wise leaders even hope to cope with the data and the facts?
As things turned out, the first major motivation came to them: “Very good class. Guess what time it is?” the teacher said in her cheery voice. “Play time!” Bring Bring. The classroom’s telephone began ringing; the kids were already too immersed in their toys to notice. “Hello,” the teacher asked picking up the seldom used phone. An automatic recording played. “This is the technical wing. We are experiencing difficulties in the temperature control region. We are asking that any private non-essential heating or cooling elements be deactivated promptly. Thank you.” The teacher walked towards the classroom’s gauge and flipped it to off. Technical problems were encountered from time to time, this certainly wasn’t the first. She glanced out the window to see what the matter was. Instantly she covered her mouth’s horrified reaction with her hand, as if her eyes didn’t betray her. The entire inner dome was ice blue. She tried to discern the second dome, which met the sizzling outside air. She jumped back as she saw jagged fissures running the length of the outside dome. As she watched it unanticipatedly fragmented, shattering the inner dome. Millions of fragments of the crystallized dome fell towards earth, and cast rainbows as they fell. Several screams permeated the air. The teacher heard small chunks of it hitting the roof; that would have been compared to rain, had any of these humans ever even witnessed rain. The teacher looked over her shoulder, thinking the screams were caused by a child, but all was well. Then dust blasted into where the dome once stood. The teacher stared; then bolted away from the window. Sand rushed through the window battering the students, then out of nowhere appeared a wave of heat. The teacher looked down at the student she was towering over. She saw her own arms with numerous holes with little sand pebbles logged somewhere underneath. Below that was the child. She saw steam rising off his head, as he turned to his teacher for instructions. She watched as flesh was ripped from him, as the sand kept blasting into there once safe dome. She saw his skull appear. A small pop resounded; she was lucky not see its origin. If she had the misfortune of standing downwind; she would have know, due to a shower of splintered cranial bones. Shortly thereafter she passed into her own dome, a utopian one.
(Sequel to Human Greenhouse Effect) Copyright 2007 Chris |
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