Experiment Gone Wrong

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Chapter 5 (v.1) - The Border

Submitted: March 12, 2018

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I took a moment to look at my satellite viewer,and appaerantly, the mountain or heap or pile or whatever had been in front of me was? in fact compressing magma in the center. I would've felt really good about that correct deduction if only it hadn't been trying to kill me. I had to make a run for it,but then why would I run towards the danger? In truth the whole forest area in front of the volcano was being grabbed by hands of lava pouring out of the magma chamber, and so I was being desperately forced into the direcrtion of the volcano.

I had a;ready weighed the options in my head, and since my hoverboard was too low on energy to go high above the ground, I would need to dash around the massive mountain. It must have been a real huge mountain to have compressed so much magma, and to have made such a large magma chamber. This could be told through all of the lava appearing in the jungle-ish areas. But that also meant that lava would go down it slower. But a huge mountain also meant that unless I was booming my speed, it would take days to get around such a huge base as I was seeing.

At the time, I had been cruising lightly through the forest when another giant rumble came. It had been the eighth giant one since the first one that I had heard, but I still couldn't see any mountain. But just then,I saw a peak, high up in the sky, definitely,and then I saw orange goo on it - lava. But when there was more of it visible, I realized that the eruption was quite new and that the lava had not gone down all of the way yet, in fact it had gone almost not at all and was flowing quite slow, this meant that the mountain's base mght be circlable, but it would take quite a while. I decided to kick it into high gear and fire up the turbo boosters.

Then, with two hundred miles per hour, I began to start a massive circle around the volcano. As I began, I was hit with a few vents to dodge, but after those were done, luck was on my side and we cruised right out of there. Then, away, over the horizon, I could see multiple rivers, and I had no idea what in the world they could have meant. I wasn't sureif they were colinized, or if they had any importance with me, but I knew that they were definitely there and they were going to be in my way. Anyway, I took to continuing my path down west, and it was going pretty great so far. I was surprised at the lack of problems  so far, so I took a stop to see what was going around the world with the cameras in the satellite view.

I looked, and as far as I could tell at the time, I wasn't dreaming. The fire was almost covering all of east Australia, and even water barely held it back, and in some places the fire was starting to breach that barrier. Water would not confine the fire to this continent alone, and it would conitnue to spread all the way across the world with nothing stopping it except for perhaps a few nuclear power plant containment units. Anyway, the fire seemed to almost be at the point at which it would start conquering west. Then, I switched to a recent wind patterns graph, and I absolutely despised whatI saw. The winds were carrying sparks of flame westwards and upwards, fast?. This meant that it would cause ozone layer damage, and that the flame would start spreading westwards even faster than I could have ever made it. Who new what friendships and enimies my flames would have made with Nature?

That was it, time to hit the rivers at top speed and reach the border controls; and then I sped away.

It was calm as the land passed by and not much happenned. I guessed that most people were gone down to the western border for the season. It was that time of year when they celebrated Oelgha's Day. That was the holiday celebrating the excution of Balize Oelgha, the man who started that annoying Harding War. From 2020 to 2034, during my senior education years. It had killed about 20% of the world population, and it had been one of the most devestating wars ever. Anyway, that holiday drove out a lot of people, because it was almost like a sort of nostalgia blast. Every year most people went abroad for the holiday. Nobody understood why, but it just happenned, like how birds fall asleep when their eyes are covered.

I  did however had to slow down by regulation law because I was passing under human territory. I saw some houses pop out here and there, but they were there and then gone because I had no use for comforts. I knew that rural stations probably had no hovercraftfuel, because it was fairly new technology, but I was sure that if I caught along the border of some high-rise city I could get something. Perhaps I should've aimed for Carsa? City right up the coast, popular tourist destination, almost infinitely crowded and resourceful and peacful and modern? Sure. That could work. And  so my course was set for Carsa, one of the newest cities. It was actually as calm a journey as can be, because I didn't meet much opposition on my way. I guessed that the volcanoes were probably my only worry after I escaped and made for the border.

I was starting to see some billboards and advertisment planes above, and that translated to city nearby. And then, I was in Carsa. I made my way through the fastest lanes, but there was still way too much traffic around this time of year, and I had to stop for the night without too much fanfare. Then, in the dawning morning, I grabbed a small meal before starting up and rushing the long, free, empty streets. Legally, hoverboards and bikes could be brought on street earlier than other vehicles, and since not amny people were awake or even used hovers, I was quickly through the city and near the stations for international affairs. The journey was much more interesting  than my desert trip, although the bright lights everywhere made my eyes bleed.

The dull yet splendid beach site was a pleasure to cruise by and see, and the smells were wonderful to take in. Even the restraunts were cooking at that time of day, and I saw them wave as I flung by. After that, when I had finally arrived at the stations, I came in for a bit of a surprise. There seemed to be a mass alert and a whole lot of trouble. I snuck a look at a paper somewhere,and I saw the words, 'funerals preperations for Maxwell Darstan.' Of course. Theythought that I had died. How were they to have known that I had put up an alarm. Some strange news had reached them. Well! Time to sort things out!

I shouted out, 'I'm alive everybody!'

 

Everybody turned to me except some of the most determined people on their computers,and even they started to turn around. Everybody stared at me before an enourmous similtaneous thought brought a giant wave of relief down on the people.

'YOUR HERE!'

 

?--l--Not Finished--l--


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