Push the Button Max

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Flash Fiction  |  House: Booksie Classic
Sending someone into another dimension might be a great idea, but they should be ready for what they find.

Submitted: August 15, 2016

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Submitted: August 15, 2016



She moved closer as Dr. Max Reinhold's trembling hands clutched his face, and his tears soon became evident.

Then a staff worker said, "There, there, it will all be over soon. The preparations are almost complete and you will enter a realm that no-one has ever seen before. You will be the first, a true pioneer, and your name will go down in history.

It is a glorious thing and you should be overjoyed that you were chosen over all the others.

If all works as previous experiments suggest, you will be able to report everything that you see and hear, you will be mankind's eyes and ears into that parallel dimension that we have longed to see."

One of the medical personnel approaches and said, "Please go into the decontamination chamber and change into this sanitized jump-suite, and shoes."

Then she handed him the pure-white clothing and said, "You can place your street clothes and shoes in the container inside, thanks."


Some time passes and scientists are moving from control to control, taking notes and adjusting settings while Dr. Reinhold waits in the chamber.


"We are ready for you now, Dr. Reinhold," said another worker.

Just be seated in this capsule please, it will give you a stable environment in which to analyze your surroundings.

If you have any doubts about your mission's success, just press this red button within 60 seconds and you will be transported back immediately. 

Now, after 60 seconds, you must press the green button in order to communicate with us, but you have only one minute to press that button or all communication will be lost.

Have you got that sir?"


"Yes, yes, press the Red bottom to return, green button to communicate, I got it," snapped the doctor.


"Power up, --- capsule closed, --- Activate transfer."


Dr. Reinhold's surroundings faded from view and then quickly returned. As he looked around he saw people in the lab rushing all over the place, and then the capsule opened.

Dr. Reinhold could now here the two lead scientists talking rather loudly, "It didn't work Cliff, sure, he faded from view, but then he was right back again. There must be a flaw in the circuitry, maybe even something as simple as a short, or a power overload.


"Oh Hog-wash! The instruments all registered in normal ranges, no surges, no dips. The transfer of Professor Reinhold should have been a success!"


Finally a staff worker came over and released Dr.  Reinhold from his restraints and told him that he could step out.

As the doctor exited the capsule he glanced around the room and noticed that there were no colors. The red and white exit signs were now black and white. The computer screens had no colors on any of the graphs and charts. Everyone's clothing was the same, black and white.


"Should I tell them that I am Dr. Reinhold, not that look-alike Professor Reinhold that they spoke of?

Will they notice the colored buttons that are on the capsule's control panel, or are they color-blind? Maybe that is why they have no colors here; they can't see them so they don't use them. I wonder which it is.

What would they do with me if they knew? Would they send me back or lock me in a room somewhere and question me night and day?

Oh God, do they have night and day in this world? They must have. --- Right? Do I want to take the chance and find out?

Maybe the best thing to do would be to do and say nothing at all, and hope that they don't notice any differences in me, like my Brown eyes.

If I am lucky they will try the test again, soon. And this time I will be ready to press that RED button; as soon as I see colors.


D. Thurmond / JEF  ---  08-14-2016

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