30 Words (Part I)

The sun had almost sunk behind the thick forest and dusk painted the sky pink and purple, dappled sunlight flickering through the leaves and casting on the mossy floor a mosaic of light and shadow. The light of the setting sun amplified the beauty of this secluded forest, casting a veil of mystery over it; however, a few miles deeper into the forest lies an alien structure, well, at least alien to the forest.

Mr. Reich of the Furhrer Corporation had recently bought a swathe of land in the forest and constructed a laboratory. It looked more like a medieval fortress than a 21st century state-of-the-art facility; heavily fortified with concrete fencing and unforgiving guards that would shoot you without hesitation.

Though, the interior of the facility showed no hints of the hostility outside.

Behind the space-age pneumatic double-doors was an entirely different scene. White marbles floor sprawled out in all directions to walls adorned with vivid frescoes. A colossal chandelier hung over head, illuminating the room with blinding white light, giving everything in the room a surrealistic character, almost like heaven. Beyond, a gigantic plasma television hung high above in stark contrast with the baroque embellishment of the foyer, under it stood a few lifts flanked with alabaster sculptures of Newton himself.

The hall was filled with people in white smocks ambling about the hall impervious to the grandeur of the foyer. Suddenly, an elderly man in a wheelchair wheeled through the foyer briskly towards the elevator at the end of the hall. All eyes turned to him, and instinctively followed him to the elevator. As if on cue, the elevator doors spun open to let him in. As the elevator doors closed behind him, the silence in the foyer was broken by muffled whispers.

Everyone was sure that the world is going to change tonight.

-TO BE CONTINUED-