Start of chapter 2

"Wilsons Origin part 2"

For five days, Wilson worked tirelessly with the new information he got. But he used all of it to make one structure.

On one particularly difficult structure.

He had spent his first day chasing rats in his living room and stuffing them into a barrel.

On the second day, he furiously typed on his type-writer, then ripped the paper out and put in a glass bottle.

On the third day, he collected metal, light bulbs and wooden planks from his house.

On the fourth day, he hammered them all together into a structure

On the fifth day (Wilson hated this part the most) He lightly cut himself and collected his own blood in a glass vial.

But on the fifth day, he had started to grow suspicious about why he was making this structure. Then with a shock he realized it had been his first thought in days. Wilson almost cheered but suddenly the thought vanished, and Wilson kept on working.

And when he looked at the structure he had built now, he was not impressed with the thing that lay before him.

The structure was an iron semi-circle on the bottom. Attached to that were wooded planks that where hammered upwards, each planks reaching a different height. Then you could see a wheel stuck on behind the planks, so you could only see the top halve. Attached to that were light bulbs that hung on a wire. That wire lead to the bottom of the structure, where the switch was placed. Wilson looked at the structure with his hands on his hips.

His insane part of the brain was proud. The other part was horrified by it.

Only then Wilson was really worried at what he had built. It looked like something to scare kids of at Halloween. Or a piece of scenery from a horror movie.

Then the radio spoke again. "Pull it". It was referring to the switch. Before Wilson knew what he was doing his arm reached for the switch.

Wilson managed to hold his arm in place an inch away from the lever. "Come on" The radio urged on "you can do it" Wilson did not trust the radio, but something about that voice told him that it was the right thing to do

Wilsons hand still quivered, but did not pull it.

"DO IT!" The radio roared at such volume it made Wilsons ear pop. The entire shack shook and Wilson jumped. This time fear took over and Wilson threw the switch down.

At first it did not look as if anything happened but then the boards on the machine were lifted upwards, and instead there was what looked like a flat swirling hole on it. Like a TV on an astronomy channel. The radio cackled with laughter. Wilson, not sure what to do, slowly crept backwards. He was dumbstruck by how utterly terrifying the device looked. Wilson then heard a sudden whoosh behind him.

And to his horror he saw two black hands sticking out of the floor. Wilson quickly jumped away. But the hands caught him mid-jump.

"Nooooooooo" Wilson yelled. Then the shadows twirled around and sunk back into the floor, still clutching Wilson.