The college campus appears dismal in the early morning hours. A solitarylight illuminates the lab window. Eric and Kyle Johnson work on their science project. Three year’s of college as science majors and they’ve built amachine of their own design. If their creation works properly it will provethe existence of the true spirit realm. The place where we go when we die toawait eternal judgment.“Is the beam fully charged?” Eric questions. “Not yet, Eric. It’s going to taketime.” “It’s only supposed to take twenty-four hour’s.” He glances at theunit’s readout. “It’s already been twenty-five hour’s.” Kyle looks at the monitor for himself. “What the hell?” He groans.
“What’s up, Brother?”
“According to the readout,” he taps the screen. “It’s not even gaining power.”
“Don’t hand me that shit, Kyle.”
“Look for yourself.”
Eric stares at the secondary screen.“Look for yourself, Brother.” Eric stares at the screen. “Damn it.” Heslams his fist on the table. “When‘re we ever going to get this right?”